11. Fraught with indecisive thought
I) Fraught with indecisive thought, Drunkenly debating Whether life has any worth, All my concentrating Proves my life is like the dust, Not worth emulating As wind sweeps me randomly, Never long abating.
II) Many so-called wise men think, Wrongly computating, That it's best to root yourself, Firmly demarcating. I prefer a different route: Never quite relating To one place at any time, Never situating.
III) Let me sail away to sea, No thoughts of returning. Let the endless water try Quenching all my yearning. Water can't put out my fire; Fire is for burning. Let my flame strike other men So their souls start churning.
IV) Who on earth could live a life Solely based on learning? Let's at least enjoy our time While the earth's still turning. Give desire precedence -- Love's not made for spurning. You're not young for very long; Spend while you're still earning.
V) Following the rugged path Youth is prone to using, Searching for a better road Paved for swifter cruising, I run into youthful lust, Open for abusing. Lust and reason battle, but Reason's always losing.
12. I once was quite a handsome swan
I) I once was quite a handsome swan, Though now my beauty's nearly gone. I've over-cooked to roasted scrawn.
II) You should have seen how nice I looked: My nights out at the pond were booked. Now you might say my goose is cooked.
V) Now I am on a serving plate; My chance to flee has come too late And gnashing teeth will be my fate.
Ref) Poor me, poor me, There's no more me; I'm burnt black as can be.
13. I am the Pastor
I am the Pastor of Notre Dame, and my hobby's drinking with the guys each night. And we play a little cards, strip poker mostly. Yeah, whoever loses at it first, he has to run down the sidewalk minus all his clothes and -- this is a riot -- has to shout out loud:
Dammit! Dammit! Fate, how come you treat us all like shit? Don't think that I'm gonna quit -- I'll have fun in spite of it! Ha ha.
14.
In a tavern underground
I) In a tavern underground Lit dimly by a dying candle, There each one of us has found What makes his burdens light to handle. If you want to know our vices What we give as our advice is Listen closely to our story, Take a moral inventory.
II) Some men drink and others gamble. Some stay put and others ramble. And by those who take their chances, Fortune's given backward glances. After we have paid tuition To our colleges of pleasure, Then we drink to life's fruition As the dice are thrown at leisure:
III) Once for grapes upon the vine, and Once more when they turn to wine, and Prisoners are toasted twice and Carefree people toasted thrice, and Four times for Catholicism, Five for all those who create a schism. Toast six times for any holy nuns and Toast seven times for all the horny ones, and
IV) Eight times for my poor perverted brother, Nine for crooks who pardon one another, Ten for sailors sailing out at sea, Eleven times for men who drown at sea And twelve for those who make a sinner's plea, Thirteen for those who roam the country free. Here's to Popes and politicians; Drink to all without omissions!
V) Here's to men and here's to women, Here's to fat and here's to thin men, Here's to maestroes, here's to mystics, Here's to clerks and here's to clerics, Here's to shy men and to flagrants, Here's to soldiers, here's to vagrants, Here's to
living and cessation, Here's to end discrimination,
VI) Here's to tough guys, here's to wimps, and Here's to prostitutes and pimps, and Here's to servants, here's to earls, and Here's to boys and here's to girls, and Here's to sister, here's to brother, Here's to father, here's to mother! Here's to hundreds! Here's to millions! Here's to billions! Here's to trillions!
VII) "As for what gives man elation, Not all things in moderation." Here's to all you who get plastered! What the hell if you're a bastard, Take life by the horns and steer it Where you want it! Never fear it! Who the hell cares who's offended; Live up life before it's ended! Yeah!

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