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Praise to theo, ?reat E^.rl of Dee ;»'r.ose porciije fi.ce dcth Si.ile uith glee, Outdone only by thy croi'n— No hair upon its finish found! I'd like to twist i; t-i*lo or three Cf far !er-grov;n novility; Cf one, who raised upon earth's crust, ^’ell-rounded grev; and quite robust; A regal knight jho*s knovm ho keg, • Nor class of .-line, nor ^^ickled e^g; A chaste en loco parent, he Fights to save norality. I pray the strongest living Viuse Vill see this epic fill thy sl'.oas, and that thy sense of hu-or be V>-;ite like tliy feet: quadrjple "i". TALE Relating the valiant battle fought by our noble lord and ancestor which brought about our prohibition tradition. (This text is translated and whatever) The Earl of Dee Vnile working with his garden's rose A truffled odor swept his nose. ■Tis the odor of De;>jion Ruk,» criod Beery Dee and Banton Du.-^im, ".i dragon with a ji-pin^: psouth C :rsed by 3.-ptists in the 3outh, For rr~y its nipples co.:es a wine U.-on which pi-iesti iind bishOi-s dir.e iUid causcis then to laugh and play, But not to work s.nd not to pray," "Fee and fic and foe and fuiTi! Curse:' be this Deamon Rui'il To br.ttle do I ride today!" Tli&se peons heard their br.ve oarl jsy, io t;rabbijn2 shield and spet.r and ;iace And filling once upon his face, The iiarl of Dee rode off to kill The Deamon Rum, a foe evil. Over hill and over dale ;uid past the Owl of Kance's gaol The 'sari hoofed-on until he spied A iountainous hulk with glassy hide, "thich road leads to Deamon Rum?" Quoth the earl thru bubbly gum, "I need to know with urgent haste," The creature pointed to its face. In its mouth there seemed a cork, , 30 pulling with his torque of. pork He freed its jaws and doim he flopped; Fron deep inside, there eame a FOP! Again that truffled odor.cSne, ■ And to the earl's nose it did the same, "Aha," he cried, and with his axe- To the cork delivered whackS Until sweat dripped frori his pits And the stopper lay in bits. "That shall teacii thee, Deamon Rum, Thru iiiy walls, thou shall not come. No i:;ore evil shall thou scheme Nor send :r§n's minds tc Hell in drear.s. And may thy p.e'^^ory forever be Forgot by men and cursed by me," After daihning every chunk The earl'sat near an oak tree trunk. .-inJ to tho : "3iv,3 /T.e ir "i have b, j'-r.r; of by i noctc*r Little ciOuj- aith these \ A sourd of 1 "Crtly a Lor. Jhoald drial To thy hec 11 Fro"' this dj "Nay, b'.it' vith brew ii "For thi^e v Ke thinks tl Kioii shalt ! Nor e’Ver baj As to the iv For ;|iy vasi»3 So corne now. And I for th And such we' I the l;iw ar ^fore the There cai’ie m Beery Dee an 3aw the earl And 'staggerS KnW'j^g not. The .earl c;i "Yonder all To pra^the t OOOH! Thatb •Call ray da.'!e Cre^iture hel "Cofie now, I think thou For o'er thy 'Now ye spit FriEnD sy CAflL REyWOI-BS I'll say you are happy Your life is complete With money as your master Your manager — compete The world has been good to you With this I agree ^t look how you grew up Look how you came to be A war was your cradle The depression your first bed With only a chance for hope On which to rest your head Another war your first real job> Death your brother then To stop this war you really did it You really said the, end You created the thing Of which men still dream Only to wake up back in this world ** By a deathly and horrible scream I'tlis this thing On" which I laid mjr head The thought of complete annihilation My first real bed And 80 I've grown to know Things you never knew And what you will soon give me There is no way to refuse The mistakes you have made Now being made ready for us To take on your shoulders You wonder why we fuss You expect us to carry them^ Off shoulders just like yours Each muscle each tendon Mad^ up of a million weres So look at yourseJ.f Did you really mak No - then don't want A back made of money Legs made of competition You speak of a heart — I'm not-really sure there is one You give us your body And expect us to take it When- we've seen how vou"Te taught '■ uS that If all else fails — fake it There'S no faking this one This one is for real If we go and blow this one There'll be no new deal So we'll take your problems To that there's no choice But let me at least tell you this We will not lower our voice There's been- enough time Of similarity between ages And now when ^ get it We’ll write some new page? The book of life The story of time- Will now start a new chapter And it will be out of rhyme For today is not yesterday Nor is it tomorrow What were yesterday's pleasures Are only today's sorrows Tomorrow will come Just as did today Yesterday is gone Now all just stay that way Let us go and tryr Th6se curses of huma Which still call d We have to do it we We have to set. us So my friend (and I You will soon' be' g Your world will be u But let newness be But now is what coun So please just let You've had your life Oh please' — just I » * * * * ♦ » } » ♦ ♦ * * ♦ ' * » * 4' * * * * ♦ * » ♦ » * Veritas 1 1. How I 2. Is Yoi 3. Bummei Bring: 5. Swlmm: 6. Here’ i 7. The N( 8. Pilloi 9. Raisii 10. Amerl(
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