A man who’s in the gutter shows
No human qualities at all,
For anything a drunkard knows,
He’s unaware he had a fall.
That drunkard lying in the ditch
Whose mind inside a bottle is
Although it tells him he’s so rich
He’s unaware of what’s amiss.
His highest height has fallen low
As no one can imagine that
He knows nothing that’s really so
Or least of all where he is at.
With wealth beyond imagining
He owns entirely this town,
For of his kingdom he’s the king
Of what is only upside down.
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