August 14, 2012

Poem: Last Night, After Five Pints of Wine

Last night, after five pints of wine
I said, "Procillus, come and dine
Tomorrow." You assumed I meant
What I said (a dangerous precedent)
And slyly jotted down a note
Of my drink offer. Let me quote
A proverb from the Greek: "I hate
an unforgetful drinking mate."

- Martial, trans. James Michie

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