A Drinking Song Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

It goes against my conscience
To drink a lot of wine,
But the wine will take care of my conscience
I've told you time after time!

So I think I'll have a skinful
And drown my mortal pain,
And though you may think me sinful
I'll do it over again!

(I like to sup a glass or two,
It is the drinker's folly,
It stops him being sad and blue,
In fact it makes him jolly!)

So get thee to a nunnery
And curse the demon drink,
A life of wine will suit me fine
Whatever you may think! !