THE NEXT MORNING.

What a difference in the morning

When you try to raise your head;

When your eyelids seem so heavy

You could swear they were of lead;

When your tongue is thickly coated

And you have an awful thirst;

When you drink so much cold water

That you feel about to burst;

When you lift your hand towards heaven

And solemnly do say:

"I'm going to 'cut out' drinking

And I'll swear off right to-day."

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