Not My Poems


Dejeuner Du Matin

Drunken Sod

The Tennis Player

William Hazlitt

Drunken Sod

The delicate love of a fair young maid
And the love of a staunch young man
The love of a baby unafraid
Has existed since time began.
But the most wonderful love,
The love of loves much greater than that of a mother
Is the tender, trusting intimate love
Of one drunken sod for another!

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