Old Ernie

“A little poetic nod to an old gentleman I used to serve beer and whisky too of an evening.”

I wrote this poem in answer to the following prompts:
FOWC with Fandango  — Piano
Pensitivity’s Three Things Challenge — Sixty– Spend – Tapped
Your Daily Word — Betoken

Old Ernie

Ernie tapped to the piano tune
He’d spend his money at the saloon
Aged sixty plus thirty
His bones creaked and he was dirty

His wrinkles were betoken of age
And his pipe smoke obscured the stage
His beard and hair were free-range
That cloudy stare mighty strange

Old Ernie had a tough old life
He was on his thirtieth wife
The best part of his decrepit style
Was his permanent crooked smile

Yes, Ernie was always happy
A cheerful old chappy
Through thick and thin
He’d survive with a cheery grin

Thanks for reading my friends.

There’s more in the Poetry CornerPoetry Nook, and the Short Story Collection

Have a great day!

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