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Darshak traditional
Fill up my mug and give me lots of head; The bubbles make me tingle going down. I live a life of pleasure bed to bed, And don't care if I rouse the bloomin' town. From dawn to dusk I busily with sword Pursue a view of fauna slightly skewed. Then dusk to dawn I surely am not bored; With heady lust for life am I imbued! So gather 'round, me hearties, celebrate With casks of wine and sing a rousing song! All earthly pleasures ever dedicate Yourselves and countless others to prolong. Fill up my cup; the tab's completely paid, Pursuit of happiness the goal I've laid. <-- Back to Poetry
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