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Upon this Night where my Feelings soaked late I took the Charmer to mix his Best Brew Then by his Good Stamps breathed out my Good State And cleaned my Pages for Verses renew Fancy how the French and Magician meet To conjure this Milestone we call a Store From a Savvie's Sip - to a Mystic's Beat And blow this Spell for us to come for more Not that Everyday's a Fair-Feathered Wand Or Tomes which avid Legerdemains seek But that same Old Brew - made New by his Hand And channelled the Mist which makes it Unique. Breathe those Spirits - to where Hip Youngsters go I toast my Cup - to that Song playing now.
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Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 5:25 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE: MYSTIC BREW
Upon this Night where my Feelings soaked late I took the Charmer to mix his Best Brew Then by his Good Stamps breathed out my Good State And cleaned my Pages for Verses renew Fancy how the French and Magician meet To conjure this Milestone we call a Store From a Savvie's Sip - to a Mystic's Beat And blow this Spell for us to come for more Not that Everyday's a Fair-Feathered Wand Or Tomes which avid Legerdemains seek But that same Old Brew - made New by his Hand And channelled the Mist which makes it Unique. Breathe those Spirits - to where Hip Youngsters go I toast my Cup - to that Song playing now.
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Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 5:25 AM UTC
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