Hailey

Sometimes in this place, you just don't know, if it will be ok, the same with those, who never show, they just shrug and blow, if there's time to pray, please let me know, you always turn up late, how they break my bones, why can;t you allow, no one gets by alone, I really want to state, sunlight comes with stones, life is not a holiday, this Bistro trade is slow, a crowded bar atones, at least it is my own, oh for happy days, listening to a jazz solo, red wine’s not to waste, this cafe' is my home.