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Nana’s Irish Pub
Nana’s Irish Pub at Nye Beach
dark woods within, open patio
with shade to hide those who burn
in the sun and a metal water bowl
beneath each table to refresh dogs
while their people eat thick corned
beef sandwiches oozing melted cheese
while wrens flit along the cobbled
bricks looking for crumbs
when there are none, patrons sipping
ginger beer drop generous supplies—there is plenty to share
and all of it delicious