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Holiday poetry
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August 24th, 2010Comment
Mythos: requires napkins
An Ode
To MythosMythical, magical,
yielding barley refreshment to raise a drooping head.
The ice cold glass dripping incessantly, myriad drops
hurrying to wet the table through. All condensation, then:
“Oh yes, that hits the spot!”
Simply perfect, as the sun beats down without remorse.
Tags: holiday, mythos, poetryHello, we’re back! As you can see two weeks in Greece were well spent indulging in things I’d never normally have the time, inclination or interest in doing. When I wasn’t scribbling crap poetry on the back of restaurant fliers I spent the rest of time playing ‘Yes/No’ with Sarah and finding out that I’ve been calling Barbra Striesand ‘Barbara Striesland’ my whole life. Good job I read 7 books, drank gallons of Mythos and constructed a family tree on the back of napkin, or else I’d have nothing to show for a wonderful holiday but a vague tan line!
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Name: Mark
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Bio: Mark is better known as @fletchthemonkey and started writing about beer in 2009. Mark is editor of Real Ale Reviews and blogs at beeralewhatever.co.uk. When not content with spending all day on the internet working for a digital marketing agency, Mark waxes lyrical at digitalmediamonkey.co.uk and types up match reports for Leeds Guide magazine.
Zak August 24th, 2010 at 23:58