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Zombie Penguins wrote:

*A zombie finally makes their way over with what was once hot tea*

oh... uhh... thanks...

Bad Bread wrote:

Is it better to maintain a balanced budget than to ensure welfare for all citizens?

I'll have some hot tea, please!

*Dons a welding helmet and with a pair of rusted tongs retrieves a burning metal “T”, still incandescent from heat, out of the ash-laden furnace the Bar likes to call an oven. As it is set before the molding bread, the metal sizzles as it starts melting through the table.*

I hope it’s to your liking. Please keep in mind though that since I don’t have an employment contract, the Bar is not responsible for any hazards related to this order. I am not liable either because I am quite bankrupt and readily lose any assets I obtain. Now, what was this about a balanced budget?

Did not expect to get third in last's poetry contest.

Not participating in this one, unless I decide to change my mind.

Zombie Dog wrote:

*The dog buries King crab cashier in the freezer*

Stares unemotionally at the dead body of King Crab Cashier...

Claibornia wrote:

Hello guys, just stopping by to check how the most dangerous and deadly bestest bar in NationStates is doing!

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Alta Sil wrote:

I would love to see poems about the sun or the moon, or the day/night cycle. The poems can be in any form, as wild or simple or long or short as one would like. Have fun!

Perspectives

As night descends, stomata close,
To conserve energy.
As the sun no longer supplies,
The photons needed,
For gas exchange,
And the carbon cycle.
How fascinating is it,
That even plants sleep?
I wonder what they might dream of,
With perspectives so removed from mine.
Perhaps they just wait,
For the sun.