sweet oak

i spent a couple years (2002-2004) at pretty much only 2 bars in williamsburg, the royal oak and sweet ups. both under one owner, the bartenders worked at both bars, the regulars were regulars at both bars and the times were good. during that time i wrote many a poem on many a napkin. some crap, some small gems, i decided to put them together here for me and my friends. cheers.