Lowry, Malcolm: Without the nighted wyvern
Without the nighted wyvern (Angol)Notions of freedom are tied up with drink. Our ideal life contains a tavern Where man may sit and talk or just think, All without fear of the knighted wyvern; Or yet another tavern where it appears There are no No Trust signs no No Credit And, apart from the unlimited beers, We sit unshackled drunk and madto edit Tracts of a really better land where man May drink a finer, ah, ah undistilled wine That subtly intoxicates withour pain, Weaving the vision of the unassimilable inn Where we may drink forever without owing With the door open, and the wind blowing.
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