Clinking glasses
with good wine
while these asses
known as swine
pooping gasses
Kackenstein.
And the masses
don't use brine
music's basses
sun don't shine.
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There must be Alzheimer Specialists in London. Have someone who knows the way drive you there. Do you read my poems? If so, I am sorry. H