Those who drink shall, someday, die <br />some suddenly, some say good-bye. <br />All humans that are so inclined <br />to think that booze corrupts the mind <br />shall die someday, and just the same <br />so let me say this, in the name <br />of all my brethren who like me <br />rely on alcohol to pee <br />and who, for ninety other reasons <br />imbibe each day and all the seasons, <br />we know about the brew's own magic <br />to be without it would be tragic.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/about-drinking/
