This is the year
Of legal beer
When a mustache is no affectation,
When parental
Consent'll
Be inconsequental
To marital (wheel) conjugation.
Bring on the liquor
And cut out the dicker
About no alcohol to a minor--
Just wrap up a quart
Of fort-
Ified port;
With my line, stein, and wine I will dine her.
I've arrived at the stage
In my mellowing age
When voting's at last become cricket,
If I choose
I'll refuse
My Gov section man's views
And vote the Republican ticket.
I've suddenly sprung
To the 21st rung
Free, white, and a step below heaven,
To rise
In the eyes
Of bartending guys,
If not of Draft Board 47.
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