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Feint Praise
JH (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

Feint Praise

Expertly the barman filled the pot
to an overflowing head of foam.
Just as expertly ran a boning knife
across the head ridding it of the
superfluous - then with a flourish
placed it on the counter saying:
'You've never seen a better beer
poured in your life, get it into you! '

The unimpressed drinker sipped,
looked up and retorted, 'It's alright,
but I can do without the bullshit.'

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God help me I love when a poem catches me off guard and makes me laugh out loud right at work...beautiful. Coach
At Yackandandah, no less. The boning knife dates circa 1880. For the uninitiated a pot is a glass of beer, as is a schooner, as is a middy, 'n so on - Geeze Jez, brings back some beaut memories... Regards, Ivan
This is a little gem. You have captured the laconic Australian to a T. Wonderful poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥