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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Drunken Poet
[time] => 2003-11-16 18:45:04
[hometext] => wasted for love
[bodytext] => once upon a time back in the days of yore there lived a fair maiden stold my heart forever more pity to my soul whos love she knowth not for with a shyness I was plagued and with my courage fought so to myself I thought how do I cure this shyness and while I thought a jug I bought to cure my throat from dryness I drank the jug of spirits down unto the bottom and stumbled to her window on a chilly night in autumn hear ye I shouted, hear me now or never come unto your window that I may pledge my love forever she came to her window this she surely did she threw down a flower pot and hit me in the head be gone drunk she said, let the night be still stop all of your howling and leave my window sill I said you got it wrong love though I am drunk its true I came not to disturb thee but to pledge my love for you then she went to smiling I'm sorry bout that pot is your head alright dear for I fear that it is not I'm alright I shouted , for your love I'll take a pot I came to you drunk because I with my courage fought fool she said or jester who at my window dances come back on the morrow and you shall have your chances and so I slept it off and in the morning came to win my maidens heart and I love her to this day [comments] => 10 [counter] => 420 [topic] => 7 [informant] => doug [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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