|A life behind the
bar must be just great;
to serve up pints and smile a lot is
surely no big thing.
Its more like fun when
everyones your mate.
Though now and then the guys
stay on too late;
youre cleaning down when they
decide to sing;
you dont mind much; in fact, you're
glad to wait.
Some days you think
youre working under cover for Relate:
Youve listened to his woes until
you're bored out of your skin.
He wants to save his marriage but his
wife wont conjugate.
So, come closing
time, he'll press you for a date.
You tell him 'no' but he's convinced you're
gagging for a fling.
Hes twice your age and several
times your weight.
Past midnight now:
hes in an awful state.
your feet ache and your patience has worn
You wonder was it Kismet, was it
What made you think that bar work would