COME swish around, my pretty punk,
And keep me dancing still
That I may stay a sober man
Although I drink my fill.
Sobriety is a jewel
That I do much adore;
And therefore keep me dancing
Though drunkards lie and snore.
O mind your feet, O mind your feet,
Keep dancing like a wave,
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave.
No ups and downs, my pretty,
A mermaid, not a punk;
A drunkard is a dead man,
And all dead men are drunk.
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Yeats is GREAT!
I think Yeats is a great author and poet I would love to read more of his work if there is any way possible please send them to me via my email which is above but if not it's: Teddy_Bear_119@hotmail.com
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