Triolet of Deplorable Sentiments

by Theodore Maynard
I wouldn't sell my noble thirst
For half a dozen bags of gold;
I'd like to drink until I burst.
I wouldn't sell my noble thirst
For lucre filthy and accurst —
Such treasures can't be bought and sold!
I wouldn't sell my noble thirst
For half a dozen bags of gold.
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