Once a summer day in a pub garden - By Anna McCarthy Hoffman

Once a summer day in a pub garden

Hot Asphalt and beer butts,
cigarette bellies and sweaty glasses of wine
30 degrees in London and
the pub garden has pints
shimmering in the sunshine
flirting with the summer fruits
in Pimms and lemonade
Sheer blouses and low tanks
eye Football  jerseys
shy white feet in sandals
tummy rolls, muffin tops,
and squishy thighs
squeezing out of shorts like
toothpaste forced out of a tube
wood picnic tables covered
with cider stains
sticky youth in sunglasses
chattering over the sizzle
of the grill
the buzzing of bees
a pissed group of chaps
singing loudly in the corner
taking in
lingering breaths
of tobacco and
the smoke of sausage barbecue.

- Written by: Anna McCarthy Hoffman

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