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So all the Angst has subdued
And Sobriety rules the Order of the
Day as the
Benefactors will be
Home in a few days
And Have to remain
Sane
But then there is a Certain sense
What the magicians call the
Sleigh of the Hand
A Feeling of Wondrous Peace
Talking and Writing
To Friends for if they
Were not there than Brutus would
Be a Honourable Man
What about the Ordinary Person
Who brings the Extraordinariness
In the Sobriety
So inherent in Them
Sobriety is the Mast of the Toiling Class
Cos Sobriety comes Natural
To Them as they
Did with Travesty
Face to Face with a wry Smile
The Hallmark of Sobriety
Did not Understand this though
Does not make sense
Ah! the idea was not make One
Understand
But Express the Intricacies
Of being Sober to Cope
With Life
When there is high Tide
The Fisherman would
Advise
You to go into the deep seas
Because it will
Push you back if things go rough
But a Calm Sober Sea could
Have to be dealt with a Sober
Outlook expectingg the Worst
A Storm a Cyclone but
Why
Talk about
Fishermen
It is
To talk the
Farmer as Well
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