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A poem. Of merriment! By Giliath Haldar.


Walking home from the days toil,

through the towns trodden soil.

Come up to the doors and push aside,

your troubles with a smile wide.


Call the girls, call the men

gather them all so we can then,

show this town that fun can vary,

eat, drink, and let's be merry.


Grab a mug with a sounding cry,

raise it, raise it to the sky.

Tonight we shall drink our fill,

tonight we shall be merry still.