An Oktoberfest in September
A harvest in certain season
To comprehend the reason
For our monthly possibilities
May Märzen be the month
That may yet set a standard
That up till now, unanswered
Will fill with devotees
For amber is the color
That fills the longing void
An individual not devoid
Of un-sobering proclivities
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 6th, 2024 12:18
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