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Wherever the drum is sounded There will his feet and ego lead him For there's none so adept as he At fouling the mood with a few                 home truths when the village brew is frothy and virile There too will his keen appetite him drive For there's none so deferred to as he among Folk hungry for forgivable misdemeanor                 and some home truths He's the inimitable village drunk Endowed with a surfeit of expletives For there's none so free as he here To douse all and sundry in invective ubiquitous                laced with a few home truths This village drunk is high on the power granted him By a grateful captive audience that's allowed him Freedom to free them of secrets and all When he dons his invisble crown and dispenses               a few home truths 'bout everyone
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
The Village Drunk
Wherever the drum is sounded There will his feet and ego lead him For there's none so adept as he At fouling the mood with a few                 home truths when the village brew is frothy and virile There too will his keen appetite him drive For there's none so deferred to as he among Folk hungry for forgivable misdemeanor                 and some home truths He's the inimitable village drunk Endowed with a surfeit of expletives For there's none so free as he here To douse all and sundry in invective ubiquitous                laced with a few home truths This village drunk is high on the power granted him By a grateful captive audience that's allowed him Freedom to free them of secrets and all When he dons his invisble crown and dispenses               a few home truths 'bout everyone
david-mungoshi
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
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