Blue blood…imbibing
Bum…enters bar
“Buy ya’ a drink?
Blood boy says…sure!
Bum’s got bankroll
Blue dude’s intrigued
After eleven rounds
Bum is fatigued
He’s an old timer
Clothes kinda smelly
Blue guy slithers out…like petroleum jelly
Bum red-eyes the exit…then slightly frowns
“Now I know why…it’s called trickle down.”
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