"Why I Drink DanTheMan 05-Feb-06
05:49 PM This long lost poem by Walt Whitman was found recently inside an old McGuffey reader in a Greenwich Village bookstore: The horse and mule live thirty years, And nothing know of wine and beers. The goat and sheep at twenty die, And never taste a Scotch or rye. The cow drinks water by the ton, And at eighteen is mostly done. Without the aid of rum or gin, The dog at fifteen cashes in. The cat in milk or water soaks, And then in twelve short years it croaks. The modest, sober, bone-dry hen, Lays eggs for nog, then dies at ten. All animals are strictly dry, They sinless live, then swiftly die. But sinful, ginful, rum-soaked men Survive for three-score years and ten. And some of us, a mighty few, Keep drinking 'till we're niney-two. registered"

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