the_happy_pig

Fill for me a brimming bowl
And let me in it drown my soul:
But put therein some drug, designed
To banish women from my mind:
For I want not the stream inspiring
That fills the mind with - fond desiring,
But I want as deep a draught
As e'er from Lethe's wave was quaff'd

Sometimes I wonder why I bother.

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