DEACON TAYLOR
I belonged to the church,And to the party of prohibition;
And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.
In truth I had cirrhosis of the liver,
For every noon for thirty years
I slipped behind the prescription partition
In Trainor's drug store
And poored a generous drink
From the bottle marked
"Spiritus Frumenti."
| HOMER CLAPP |
| SAM HOOKEY |