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"FILL UP THE BOWL, UPON MY SOUL" by ANONYMOUS

Last Line: "TILL YOU HAVE HAVE DROWNED REGRET, SIR"
Subject(s): DRINKS & DRINKING;
Fill up the bowl, upon my soul,
Your troubles you'll forget, sir,
If it takes more, fill twenty score,
Till you have drowned regret, sir.



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