Four Liners from the beer garden

You're an asshole
all the way
a creep de jour
you can't stay

My rings are gold
and silver pure
worn middle finger
to show no fear

Have a girlfriend
her name unknown
I call her eM
for mmm profound

We can lift
the heaviest weight
our burdens known
will have to wait

I like that bar
that lovely girl
who brought me beer
when I said please

Not every poem
has to rhyme
when words lay down
I use them

Came to the conclusion
you're full of illusion
of truth profound
as life is a noun

Were on
then gone
then on
then gone

I'll tell a tale
adventure pure
with light and love
the truth secure

I can see
I can guess
I can feel
I can stress

Leather cotton
wool velour
layers warm
even fur

The train went by
you weren't on it
I waited for you
wore my best bonnet