Guinness “Poem”

Irish Guinness gripped in his hands Sonny used to walk

If you misspell Guinness what would it sound like? He inquired gaily

I replied in nightly sadness “I don’t know!”

We used to walk from Nebraska to Floribraska streets

Sonny exclaimed in his drunkness it will be as “Geniuses” who hold Guinness in their hands

I laughed! So you mean to say your a genius? I asked politely

Yes! have you any doubts? He protested

I replied, how dare there would be a doubt

Ali you belong to Vermont he outcried

I nodded and ignored

He stopped and started yelling

Florida has nothing good to offer us

I am moving to Colorado and you must move to Vermont

You will find intellectual cuticles and inspiration to write

I replied I will think about it

Tonight I felt the need to move somewhere far

Maybe my friend was right I must move to Vermont

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