brothers, let us play the role of boon companions - raise a bowl to the continuing success of finding dame fortune's address
and in the dame's abundant arms peaceful in her copious charms in memory we will turn the page to these bohemian bardic days
and if this prophecy be false and the future prove no tranquil waltz and all our days a baneful blight let us remember yet this night
when in this golden glow of rum how could our kingdom not but come and ought but glory come to pass - waiter, bring another glass!
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1 comment:
This is just too brilliant, and should be memorized by every schoolchild.
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