Classy Place

No such thing as a dress code – if
the king of England
or of Pop
walked in
without a necktie, do you
think they would be denied seating?
One could hope, one could hope,
but we can party here or
in the alley,
with rats and raccoons as celebrants,
and it’s likely a sight better time
with a plastic goblet of boxwine in
a basement full of friends,
than alone in a rented tux
in a dining hall full-up
with carefully folded napkins.

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