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The Devil's Dictionary

Ambrose Bierce

Hail noble fruit! — by Homer sung,
    Anacreon and Khayyam;
Thy praise is ever on the tongue
    Of better men than I am.

The lyre in my hand has never swept,
    The song I cannot offer:
My humbler service pray accept —
    I'll help to kill the scoffer.
The water-drinkers and the cranks
    Who load their skins with liquor —
I'll gladly bear their belly-tanks
    And tap them with my sticker.

Fill up, fill up, for wisdom cools
    When e'er we let the wine rest.
Here's death to Prohibition's fools,
    And every kind of vine-pest!

Jamrach Holobom