Wild Nights “Out”
When we are young we brag and flout
our exciting evenings out,
but later on the joys of gin
start to wear our patience thin.
Lately, though I still go dancing,
I find an hour or two of prancing
is quite enough to slake my thirst;
and I must confess the worst.
When it comes to nights of sin,
my most exciting nights are “in!”
The Prompt: Tell us about your most exciting night out lately. https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/saturday-night/
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
We stay up late … but at home. Where the bed’s just down the hall. When we go out, it’s by day. Sunlight works for us 🙂
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Hey judy! Love the rhyming! Really simple and sweet poem there! I like it! Good work !
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Thanks, Jade. Had another one last night so hopefully not all my wild nights are “innsies.”
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Hahahaha I meant the last lines sweet and well true. The best nights are in 😉 Wow I m glad your getting some action huh ! Nice to meet you !!
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Hi Jade. I guess life is a game of “in” and “out.” The variety of that is nice.
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Agreed. And then what is life without vareity…happieness, sadness, anger…
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Great writing..
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Thanks, FB. Love your name!!
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