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Breaks up my feet,
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And I tip -- drunken.
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Let no pebble smile,
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'T was the new liquor, --
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That was all!
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Power is only pain,
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Stranded, through discipline,
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Till weights will hang.
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Give balm to giants,
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And they 'll wilt, like men.
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Give Himmaleh, --
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They 'll carry him!
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X.
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ESCAPE.
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I never hear the word "escape"
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Without a quicker blood,
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A sudden expectation,
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A flying attitude.
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I never hear of prisons broad
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By soldiers battered down,
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But I tug childish at my bars, --
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Only to fail again!
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