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I taste a liquor never brewed · Ririro.com - Poetry

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Speaker 1: I taste a liquor never brewed. I taste a liquor
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Speaker 1: never brewed from tankards scooped in pearl. Not all the
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Speaker 1: vats upon the Rhine yield such an alcohol. Inebriate of
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Speaker 1: air am I, and debauchee of dew, reeling through endless
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Speaker 1: summer days from inns of molten blue. When landlords turn
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Speaker 1: the drunken bee out of the foxglove's door, when butterflies
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Speaker 1: renounce their drams, I shall but drink them more. till
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Speaker 1: seraphs swing their snowy hats and saints to windows run
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Speaker 1: to see the little tipler leaning against the sun.