I am a young glass tumbler
In an old and popular bar
   Where people come and …well…drink
       They come at every hour .

In my life of sixteen months
    I have seen many different lives
        Some are bachelors…so they drink
           Some do….as they have wives !

There was this young man
    Only recently engaged
       Had stars in his eyes
     But left me   …chipped and outraged !

I sat once at a table
     With a seasoned businessman
          Who was with some officers
             Bargaining on some  secret plan  …

Once I joined  my other friends
     In a ladies ‘kitty’ party
            Where men, too, were invited
       Jokes were clean….but meanings dirty !

I distinctly remember
      The day with those two regulars
            Who were fat….foul smelling
     And bottomed-up…us poor tumblers !

But the one I liked the most
        was a not-a-well-to-do poet
            Who nursed me….put his lips
   And kissed…..and I loved him for it !