And the winner so far

There are two great things (as it relates to this posting) about Emily Kaitz:
1) She's can turn a phrase
2) She doesn't drink beer

Her submission:

Old guys really rock
On pricey musical gear
They live teen-aged dreams.

If you'd like to hear some of Emily's great songwriting, come to Devil's Den between 2 and 4 on Sunday. Outside the Lines will be there in support of a Lewis and Clark event.

More poetry

And here's one from our friend Frank in Little Rock. Two things are very obvious from this: 1) Frank should stick with marketing and leave the poetry to those who can't sell. 2) He knows us very well.

Haiku" is much too sophisticated for me. How 'bout an Arkie take on it:

There once was a band on the hill,
that played cover tunes for a thrill.
They were old bastards, true,
and they ached through and through --
I think "Big Un" means "massive pain pill."

George's poetry

My longtime Harrison buddy, John submitted these entries. And although they deviate a syllable or two from the traditional haiku format (I always thought when it came to poetry, the Brits had it over the Japanese in truckloads), I think they capture the spirit of Friday afternoon really well. John gets a beer for being the first to submit, and for being such a great supporter from the very start.

BigUns at George’s
This Friday for sure
Springfest as well

Got my own table
Been here since four
Show’s now starting and, gee, got a buzz

Ralph’s has the pole
Dancing with the babes
Wonders if it’s the talc or the tape?

Her boots, her hat, slit up the thigh
Jigglin’ for the band
Catchin’ Ed’s eye. [note: not certain how I feel about this one]

The blonde babe swayin’
Scootin’ across the floor
Is she pointing at Sterling? [how appropriate!]

Beer’s been swilled
Beatles set got’em rockin’
Nobody here gonna be Dancing with the Stars!

Show is over.
Crowd screaming for more.
Georges in July. Just can’t wait.

THANKS, JOHN

Big'uns Georges Happy Hour Haiku

Okay, so inspiration just didn’t come this month. So I just threw this together in haiku form to tell you about

Big’uns at George’s
Happy hour at six o’clock.
You’ve been there before.

Two beers, ten fast songs.
Place is beginning to buzz.
Whoo ee. It’s Friday.

Powder on the floor.
Ralph dances with his shoes off.
With that pretty girl.

Jeez! What an outfit!
She’s wearing that at her age?
Hope nothing falls out.

Got here half past six.
Don’t have a table.
Oh well. Who needs one. Let’s dance

This will be the last
Big’uns happy hour date til’
Sometime in July.

I’m sure you can probably do better. If so, email me your George’s haiku. I’ll buy the winner a beer on Friday and put it up here.

BTW (just so I can say I added value) there are some _really_ entertaining redneck haiku here. Perhaps these will inspire you.

As I always say
If you don’t want to get these
Just reply to this.