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Does a drunk tell the trutn
Is in vino veritas true:
After all those years
I really wish I knew.
I worshipped Eli Buchen
As she stood behind her bar
Her husband was a mate
So I worshipped from afar.

She was young she was pretty
A perfect smile and figure divine
And I mooned over the thought
Of holding her hand in mine.
I knew Eli and the Chief
For just about three years
Gazed at her across the top
Of far too many beers.

And then came my posting.
I'd be moving around
Based too many miles away
Very near to Hamlym town.
Missing for half an hour
I remember going through her door
Then it's just a total blank
I don't remember any more.

When I reappeared
Apparently I had said
For a goodbye present
She'd take me to bed.
I've never forgotten that face
That smile and form so divine
But did it really happen
Did I really make her mine.

My friends all now say
I live too much in the past
But oh what I'd give to
Know the answer at last.
Does a drunk tell the truth
Had I done what I'd said
Spent half an hour with Eli
Both suggled up in her bed.

It was nearly fifty years before
I returned to that bar
Where I'd gazed over my beer
And worshipped Eli from afar.
It had changed quite a lot
From the 1960’s style
But in my mind I saw her
Saw that radiant smile.

I never asked them about her
Just kept her there in my head
Knowing she'd have been very old
Or, by now,most probably be dead.
I said goodbye to her memory
When it  was time for us to go:
 There are some things, perhaps
Its best just not to know.

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