THE GREAT NEED
Water is not watery enough
To assuage this thrilling thirst
Nor spirits spirituous enough
To lighten this heavy heart
But when you slobber my lips enough
This thirst will make its exit in haste
What liquor do I crave
To earn a name worse than 'sot'?
What wine will make me a drunkard worse than Lot
Only your heart; when it sets to requite
My love, fuddling me--but mainly in love.
To assuage this thrilling thirst
Nor spirits spirituous enough
To lighten this heavy heart
But when you slobber my lips enough
This thirst will make its exit in haste
What liquor do I crave
To earn a name worse than 'sot'?
What wine will make me a drunkard worse than Lot
Only your heart; when it sets to requite
My love, fuddling me--but mainly in love.
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