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Liquid Courage
by Eric Lammerman
They idle in the tavern,
as they have many nights before,
reminiscing about good times
and doing their best to ignore
the ticking clock above the door,
the harbinger of doom in store
for the fair-haired, mustachioed
man in the polyester suit;
the guy sucking back another
cranberry juice and Absolut.
"It's time to get ourselves en route
to the church, mister," his astute friend enjoins.
"One more," says the groom.
