Straying all but briefly
away from my space,
I squirm at the chit-chat
made by wannabe-fashionistas
spouting "green is the new black!,"
while others gather around
professing the brilliance of
Reality TV and how it's
more real than "REAL" --
Give me a pub with
sloppy barstools, a couple
of old tales flung around
in beer-buzzed tones,
and my best mates to share
this all with - all while eating
hot wings drenched in
super-thick Ranch dip --
Any day...
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