Out At the Club

Partying it up
Out at the club
Old friends
Old people
Compared to those
Bouncing
Weaving
Grinding
Around us
Our aching backs
Pained knees
And poor eardrums
Punished by
Newest musical crazes
As the clock flipped to morning
Drag queens hit the stage
But we were headed home
For a pot of tea
And rest
To sooth aching bodies

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