Writing to a friend is not like being with them,
So I ask all of you to help me write this!
Please come write your name on my wooden tablets,
And in the future, I hope to write on yours,
Share this day writing little and long verses,
Maybe we can exchange my jokes for your wine,
And another one might come when we are done,
In that I might exchange your wine with their jokes,
And another one might come when they are done.
High on some laughter and low strung on the wine,
We can dance and dance as the lyre gets strung,
But I am no liar, do not hold a grudge,
But I will if the drink is not so distilled,
Let us leave on that note with our hearts as one,
Lest I shall spend a horrible sleepless night,
Waiting for Novi Poetae with delight.....
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