We have fun times at “Whisky Pete’s.”
Open mic night is my favorite time,
Because I can get up and share my songs.
I cannot sing well, nor are my songs inspired,
But I have passion and a dream that won’t die.
On the small stage, sitting on the stool, is…
An older man who claims to be a time traveler.
He claims he is older me from the future.
He warns me of impending doom—Apocalypse.
He strums a few cords on his guitar and…
Hums a bit of a toon before he drops dead.
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