Oh Methuselah, here you are again
With Methuselah in your hand hold tight to your chest
Yesterday you were wheeled down to your abode down the ghetto
By some good fellows walking by
After soaking yourself in an ocean of gin
Oh Methuselah, it’s not too late to repent
Deny Methuselah today and live a purposeful life tomorrow
Methuselah, aren’t you aware you are to live long
But have chosen to live a shortened life
Let that bottle full of wine go, let Methuselah go
And take control of your life once again
(c) 2010
METHUSELAH!
in this poem, Methuselah represents two things at diffrent location. one, the biblical figure; a man who was an ancestor of Noah and lived 969 years and two; large wine bottle; a wine bottle that holds the equivalent of eight normal bottles, approximately 6 liters.
You should be able to fix the two in the write-up...Authors comment
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Published on e-Stories.org on 20.03.2011.
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