Mongoose Villanelle

Here inside the Auditorium Grocery
The windows shine and nothing’s concealed
This place is the only bar for me

The stools are new, but you can see
That B.A. Rifsner built the steel
Here inside the Auditorium Grocery

A saw in the rafters will set pine free
That old time feeling is for real
This place is the only bar for me

Your Friday night might only be
A touch of bourbon and an orange peel
Here inside the Auditorium Grocery,

But that might just be all we need
As an older Houston is revealed
In the only bar for you and me

Through the windows a century breatheS
Sit and feel how history feels
Here inside the Auditorium Grocery,
This place is the only bar for me.

-shafer hall 10/2/12

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