Carpe diem, seize the day,
Let's drink and flirt our lives away!
Pinch the bottoms of the girls,
Kiss their necks and pull their curls,
Party, riot, dance and sing,
Who knows what tomorrow brings?
Decay, dementia, syphilis -
Horace never mentioned this!
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