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Drinking Sonnett
Never take the time,
To fret of the rain,
Nor doubt thy heart's mind,
"Doth she feel the same?"
'Tis noble to strain,
With sweated brown, but
From vexing refrain,
Dream thou of Macau!
In worry is found,
No joyous wisdom,
No reason so sound,
To brood proves irksome!
So in jest, a word of counsel most true;
To quell they worries, find joy in the brew!
