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Reflections of a Proud Alcoholic
Sunday, January 24, 2010
The Trouble with Poetry
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise,
For if you do but taste his blood,
‘Twill make your courage rise.
… is that sometimes the mechanics of meter will force you to omit the word “false.”
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