J.I.N.H.A.B.A.C.  Social Club

Echoing from the corners of my mind,

Are some sentimental thoughts and feelings,

Ideas of what really friendship is to me.

Last Monday we had our weekly gathering,

As my sweet wife likes to refer to these meetings.

A gathering of the JINHABAC Social Club,

A phrase my friend E.C. has aptly coined.

As you see he has a fondness for Algorisms.

As your head spins with be bewilderment at this,

And you try to decipher the mystic code with in,

Let me continue the thoughts I have begun.

Drawn from the far corners of the world,

A unique cross section of cultures and lifestyles.

We are bound together by our common interests,

Our Love of the Arts, Music, and of course Wine.

There is no talk of business or commerce,

No discussion of politics, race and religion.

Drawn to this place because of it’s atmosphere,

Much more like a homey living room then a bar.

These people have become family to us,

And we care about them in a special way.

Liking them, to brothers, sisters, sons and daughters,

They are sorely missed when their presents is lacking.

To me more then mere friends,

Not quite my real family,

Their company always welcome,

They are the JINHABAC social Club!