15. Lucky Eddie
'Tis for naught that drunken men do toil, inebriated ingrates burning in their bar seats! Hark, O fools of Queens, of Manhattan and the lowly Bronx! Take quick to my throaty call, 'Can somebody hold my hair back because it's been a long night and I've had one too many to dri-
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