Pub of the town

There is such a place;
where can you find solace
- that is pub of the town

Where, the alcohol flows,
faces and hearts glow
- glasses filled with fluid brown

Where; there is full democracy,
there is no worry of privacy
- sign of status is put down

Where you get beer and spirit;
stays elevated your spirit
- heads appear, owned crown

Where you always be festive,
joy is full and massive
- everyone has worn cheer’s gown

- S. D. Tiwari