Forget the world and all but us

Drink to the fill like it never was

For though time sits and waits for the cautious

It merely does that to spite those cautious

It comes and goes in the twinkle of an eye

And passes us without so much of a warning as a sigh

Even if one should try to humble time

It would drag its feel, even if offered a dime

So come, beloved, and let us be merry

Lest time pass us by and we be sorry

So if it should make us die with regret....

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