Caught in the jaws of wind,
We waited for an hour and more
Their ban on us to bend.
"Full to the gills" the man had said,
"The Green Mill's chock-a-block."
"We'll just wait then here in the cold."
And wait we did till the clock
Struck a slightly later hour
And several took their leave.
We walked in and the jazz did swing
While the folks inside, sleeve to sleeve,
Struggled for a breath of air
While tapping all their toes.
We're happy for the time we spent
Though we darn near almost froze.
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