1934 Charles Book of Punches and Cocktails

TOASTS

47

Drink! and we'll never be planted deep; Drink! and our graves will never be dug; No wives and kids will stand round and weep, For they'll just pour us back into the jug.

Here's to champagne, the drink divine, That makes us forget our troubles ; It's made of a dollar's worth of wine And three dollars' worth of bubbles.

Here's to you as good as you are, And to me as bad as I am,

As good as you are and as bad as I am, I'm as good as you are, as bad as I am.

Here's to a long life and a merry one, A quick death and an easy one,

A pretty girl and a true one, A full bottle and another one.

Here is a riddle most abstruse; Can you read the answer right? Why is it that my tongue grows loose, Only when I grow tight?