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"Songs of a Muse's Slave"
by C.Frederick Shelley

THE MERRY-MAKER
Bring to me my beer
And launch me on my flight to mad Hades
Bring to me good cheer
And a thousand naked dancing ladies
 
Gayly said I to she
Oh, let me kiss away each care
And this she said to me:
Yes, let us every pleasure share
 
She so gently there at rest
And I beside her naked form
Placed my hand upon her breast
And prayed the Gods to keep her warm
 
Oh, it doesn't hurt so very much
To drink and carouse the long night-
To tune the heart to a woman's touch
And dance o'er cloud with foot so light
 
And what, oh, what is the fate for me
Yea, for fast flickers the final flame
I have a definite destiny:
On a cold grey stone will be my name
 
Only one short chance have we
So drink, dance, and toss about
Yes, drink and take ecstacy
For rapid time runs out.
 
 
 
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THE HYPOCRITES
 
Our friend Bill Leniger,
(We call you our friend now)
Before you were well grown
And without a home your own
Oh, how we pitied you
and left.
 
Now we say Bill Lenniger
Is such a good friend of ours,
But who said it then
During the time when
You needed somewhere to sleep
And food.
 
Yes, poor Bill Lenniger
(Of whom we are all proud)
Was then completely unknown
and was then all alone
But none of us cared then,
Just you.
 
You're our friend Lenniger
Whom all of us envy
Now.  All of us know
It was far easier though
for you to succeed than for us,
You had further to go,
Good friend.

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