DRINKS ON ME
Prompt - Drinks on Me : Write a poem or short story that takes place in a bar.
A horse sat in the corner of a bar, contentedly supping his pint, and observing the world around him. He was happy, very happy, but nobody could see that. From the table next to him came a fascinating conversation about climate change, which the horse found really energising. There were three men, and by their very different accents he judged them to be from Birmingham, Cork and Glasgow. While they all had something valuable to contribute to the discussion, and were equally concerned about the lack of action which was leading to humanity's doom, it was clear that the irishman was regarded with awe by the others, for he was clearly an expert in climate science and communicated his knowledge so effectively.
A middle aged red faced man in an expensive pinstriped suit walked in and demanded a pink gin. The barman threw him out saying he wouldn't serve stereotypes in his place.
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