Chapter 15
And you needn't, Mr. Venus, be your black bottle, For surely I'll be mine, And we'll take a glass with a slice of lemon in it, to which you're partial, For auld lang syne.
A much altered version of verse 5 of Burns' celebrated song.
And you needn't, Mr. Venus, be your black bottle, For surely I'll be mine, And we'll take a glass with a slice of lemon in it, to which you're partial, For auld lang syne.
A much altered version of verse 5 of Burns' celebrated song.