Begone, vile rum, I prithee begone from me, <br />Begone, vile rum, thou and I shall never agree, <br />Long time hast thou destroyed my home <br />And fain thou would'st me kill, <br />But I tell thee, murderous demon, Rum, <br />Thou never shalt have thy will. <br /> <br /> <br />Too much wine will make a young man run mad, <br />And too much gin, an old man ugly and sad. <br />The pledge is signed, my wife shall sing <br />And happily pass the day, <br />Cold water, we find, is the very thing <br />To banish grief away.<br /><br />John Pierpont<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/begone-vile-rum/
