Closing Time

Napowrimo 6th April, 2022
Create an acrostic poem using the initials from a well-known phrase.

I asked friends to pick a phrase for me and I chose one suggested by one of my oldest friends, on whom I will never call time.

Bulls Head lows to an empty drinking parlour,
On the side of the Moor Road, behind the wrong type of bars.
Town side, by the canal, The Lockkeeper raises no barge of cheer,
The final lock-in is quieter than a drained canal.
Oddfellows Arms hug no one in the snug,
Memories are preserved in aspic dust,
Silently the Queen’s Head bowed to the inevitable.

Unkept and abandoned these former vessels of joy.
Peel the last bell, it really is closing time.

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