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A Drunken Man's Praise Of Sobriety
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

A Drunken Man's Praise Of Sobriety

Poem By William Butler Yeats

COME swish around, my pretty punk,
And keep me dancing still
That I may stay a sober man
Although I drink my fill.

Sobriety is a jewel
That I do much adore;
And therefore keep me dancing
Though drunkards lie and snore.
O mind your feet, O mind your feet,
Keep dancing like a wave,
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave.
No ups and downs, my pretty,
A mermaid, not a punk;
A drunkard is a dead man,
And all dead men are drunk.

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Why they al read by woman? ?
" A drunkard is a dead man, And all dead men are drunk" What a comparison and love for drinks?
......A drunkard is a dead man, /And all dead men are drunk..An insightful piece of verse!
good poem.....drives home the effects of booze.
this is a nice poem..kept on reading this last night...


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