Thirsty Thursday,
‘Drink to me
only with thine eyes’,
as Ben Jonson wrote.
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I have few words to rival his,
and he, my words, did never quote.
Although I have him at a disadvantage there,
being alive, but not beyond compare.
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Thursday shines like polished dew,
and I recline and breathe anew,
and bid the Wednesday gone, ‘Adieu!’
Graeme Sandford 