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Show ONE RESOLUTION. I have made a resolution, it has been my annual wont; To relinquish adulation at the shrine Of the luscious lofty high-ball and the beer-lm-t bibing stunt; Did escetlcism ever rival mine? And adios to poker and vale the hectic flush What saint was ever so immaculate? The clinking chips no more shall vocalize, the morn's soft hush I'm a pent-up gospel psalm to emulate. And profanity, life's solace, unto you a long adieu Of earthly joys the balmiest and best; Not to curse with wild abandon when finances are askew My title's clear for mansions with the bless'd. But of all these earthly ls there is a weightier and a worse; The ladies will receive the news with bliss; I have sworn that I'll forswear Indicting willy-nilly vei'se Don't you think I'm right upon perusing this? N. |