By Vincent Valentine

Oh how joyous a day ‘tis it, yes indeed

And some say a few drinks I did not need

They fancy me a drunkard, but I am not drunk

You see it is only a blissful day

Indeed rather cheerful I do say

However, this cannot be influenced by a little drink (or two)

What harm is it to celebrate with merriment and have a good day? I ask of you

You know what you are saying, you may think

Oh but how mistaken you really are, if only you would see

There is nothing the matter with me

Are we not all entitled to be merry as we wish?

You people are all far too stiff

Perhaps you and I should celebrate some more

And enjoy some festivities and fantastic lore

You people are all far to dire

We can relate stories over a beautiful fire

And enjoy the revelry all the more

Even into the night very late