Poem: Toast of Death by Isaac Etor

Open the window for the good luck breeze ;
Open the door for your beloved to walk right in;
Set the tables;
Light the candles ;
Play the music that calms the soul
For here comes the toast of death;
Never to Steal, Lie, Drink or Cheat
But if you must Steal
Steal your way out from a broken heart;
If you must Lie
Lie in the arms of the one you love;
If you must Drink
Drink in the moments that takes your breath away;
And if you must cheat
Cheat Death.

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P. S_: Note that comments and criticism are allowed

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