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Rum Afterthought


Alcoholic grin that frolics
In the higher ground
Blows its time in youthful rolics
Never to be shot down,

For the trained imagination
is stronger than the written word.
Any valid revelation
Is certain if its to be heard.

Love was launched by the high in spirits,
Lust was ordained by the habit-formed.
How well a feast extols its merits
If its aspects are fully warmed.

Booze will last the day away
And will show its face
The next time that it has its say
Who will set the pace?

The smoke that blows high on the wind
Produces smog or signal.
The face that lights in broken grins
May days on end be dismal.

Updated 02-13-2009 at 02:50 PM by alakungfu

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