Basking In the Madness

Basking in the madness
Of a bar at midnight,
Band in full swing for the
Four hen parties in the one place,
A camera flashing every moment
In one corner or another,
Everyone a star aglow,

Posing for the local paper,
Table reservations for the VIPs,
Shots and cocktails over-flowing,
Shouting orders though the din,
Singing along with the favourites,
They shuffle and sway off the beat,
Basking in the madness.

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