Hey, I was nearly late, but just in time
To get on the bill at Evidently
A monthly poetry night at the Eagle Inn
Dermot can't make it, but Nic will, maybe
She's driving here from Stoke, five towns city
To the city of Salford, where this is
It's hard to find, tucked away tidily
In a side street like nobody's business
An old historic pub though, quite a place
I'm writing this before the fun begins
Later on I might become mentally
Incapable of authorship, might freeze
At the late night laptop. Don't give a damn
Now it's all done, cue the night. I'm ready!
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