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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358049" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Weary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aw, I'm sick o' the whole darn human race,<br>An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball;<br>I'm sick o' the sight o' me brother's face,<br>An' his works an' talk an' all;<br>I'm sick o' the silly sounds I hear,<br>I'm sick o' the sights I see;<br>Ole Omar K. he knew good cheer,<br>An' it's much the same with me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gimme a bit o' a bough to sit<br>Beneath, an' a book of rhyme,<br>An' a cuddlemsome girl that sings a bit,<br>But don't sing all the time:<br>That's all I ask, an' it's only just;<br>For it's all that I hold dear<br>A bough an' a book an' a girl an' a crust;<br>That, an' a jug o' beer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I'll cuddle me girl an' I'll quaff me ale<br>As we sit on the leafy floor;<br>An' when the book an' the beer jug fail,<br>I'll cuddle me girl some more.<br>For jugs give out an' books get slow.<br>But you can take my tip for square<br>Tho' the bough an' the book an' the beer jug go,<br>The girl, she's always there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I'm sick o' the sight o' me brother's face,<br>An' the world's a sight too slow;<br>An' I'm sick o' tryin' to go the pace,<br>When there ain't no pace to go;<br>I'm sick o' the 'gilded halls of vice,'<br>An' I'm sick o' the 'sainted shrine,'<br>I'm sick o' me own an' me friends' advice,<br>An' the gold that won't be mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm sick o' the sound o' me fellow's voice,<br>I'm sick o' his schemes an' shams;<br>O' trying to choose when there ain't no choice,<br>An' of damin' several dams;<br>So, gimme a girl that ain't too slow,<br>You can keep your book of rhyme,<br>An' you bough an' bread an' your beer. Wot O!<br>An' I'll cuddle her all the time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball;
I'm sick o' the sight o' me brother's face,
An' his works an' talk an' all;
I'm sick o' the silly sounds I hear,
I'm sick o' the sights I see;
Ole Omar K. he knew good c..."></div>
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