Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
I can’t crib at being alive
It ain’t too bad. I got this place –
A woman with a smashing face...
‘What to do’ and ‘How to live’
And ‘Consciousness – the reason?’
Recurred each thinking season...
