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Another glass, this time will be the last
chink chink! set down, kampai health!
my mother said "who has drunk will drink"
even though advised, i am screwedthere.
this night i mope
i drown at the bar,
my jumbled blues in cognac
another glass, the last of the last refreshes
travlers
"poorly gained never profits"
but i have not stolen this whiskey
that's what the waitress said, a teaser
who holds the bottle in her hand
i lift my glass at those who walk askew
better than two you will have"
"who sows the wind gathers the storm"
"sieze the day"
"a man warned is worth two[3]"