Our pub is at the airport
Cos some friends aren't nearby
It's permanently open
Whenever you drop by.

You have to order drinks in verse
You can't just order one
An important rule at Poet's Pub
Is never drink alone.

There's a special chair beside the fire
You mustn't sit in that.
For that's Bill Temple's special chair
Where he can chew the fat.

Myna serves behind the bar
You'll always find her there
There'll always be a welcome here
In Myna's tender care.

You can drink most what you want
There's drinks from everywhere
We love to yarn around the fire
Come in pull up a chair.