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A Bottle And Friend

There’s nane that’s blest of human kind
But the cheerful and the gay, man.

Here’s a bottle and an honest friend!
What wad ye wish for mair, man?
Wha kens, before his life may end,
What his share may be o’ care, man?

Then catch the moments as they fly,
And use them as ye ought, man:
Believe me, happiness is shy,
And comes not aye when sought, man.

There’s none that’s blessed of humankind
But the cheerful and the gay, man.

Here’s a bottle and an honest friend!
What would you wish for more, man?
Who knows, before his life may end,
What his share may be of care, man?

Then catch the moments as they fly,
And use them as you ought, man:
Believe me, happiness is shy,
And comes not always when sought, man.

– Robert Burns

start here

If I ever do anything notable with this blog, this is the first post. (I have to somehow add in “previous link” and “next link” links to individual pages, and I haven’t figured that out yet.)

If you knew me from LiveJournal, here I be. I deleted my entire presence on LJ forever, primary and secondary and all my communities, sometime in the past couple years. This will be my only post tagged for LiveJournal.

Onward!