Sacred Chugs

Heavy has been the weight of taste
Strong has been the partner
To the salivary libation
But the time for crisp lightening happiness
Rose from the ashes of classes
Where the rapper never stopped,
The annoyance went on, and
Patience made peace with impulsiveness
To settle on some chanting with
Those merry monks
From up in the valley
Forty eight hours will pass
The suds will wash away the angst
Monday the week will start anew
After a weekend of snooty restitution

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