I would share
My days of happiness;
Everything is folly in this world
That does not give us pleasure.
Let us enjoy life,
For the pleasures of drinking are swift and fleeting
As a flower that lives and dies
And can be enjoyed no more when one has over imbibed
Let’s take our pleasure!
While its ardent,
Brilliant summons lures us on.
So my friends pick up your glasses
And sing again to Lord Dionysus’s song
haha! ! what is a beautiful night without a drink........well done
Oh lovely Linda we all know well that imbibing brings pleasure of writing as well, as the muse wanders nightly in soft fuddled mind so take notice of Jim here, he''s trying to be kind. Good read Jim.
Very well written piece about the joys/downfalls of drinking, knowing when one has had enough is the trick, one I am yet to master, 10 Lynda xx
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Hey James, I'll drink this with my Martini my friend.Good job.