Show I i I JUST FOLKS By EDGAR A. A GUEST Copyright 1931 by Edcar A. A Guest 4 DRUNKARDS Drunk said the monarch with a a. sneer Drunk as a fool on rum nim and beer Behold a man at last destroyed By what his palate has enjoyed And the gay clown in motley said Wine Is not all aU that turns the thc head Not all the brains that cease to think Are sodden by the fumes of drink Fool asked the King tell mo me then That you would sneer at sober men Yes sire replied the Jester wise Sneer at them pity and despise When they in fortunes fortune's favoring hour Grow arrogantly drunk on powers powel They too at last themselves destroy 13 By the one thing they most enjoy Money and power are deadly stuff tuff Few men know knOON when they've had enough By them the noblest minds ar are arc dulled The voice oice of conscience strangely lulled The c finer Instincts put to rout Yes sire be beyond Ond the slightest doubt The rue thirst for far power makes even kings Do many savage savage- things |