A Waltz With Madness

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A waltz in the mud
A waltz in the sand
Dancing in circles
Bottle in hand

On a count of three
We twirl and hurl
Hither and thither
God save my liver

Pursued by laughter
The chaser came after
Stomped under boot
Like fermented fruit
What intoxication
What drunken elation
That lacked all sadness
This waltz of madness

A dance in the mud
A dance in the sand
Waltzing in circles
Empty bottle in hand

Pity this fool
Drunk on delusions
Who withers and blithers
Imbibing mania’s rivers

Tonight, I will go
Devoid of sadness
Dancing hand in hand
With my dear madness