Never drink alone, not in the nights of spring.
Uh-oh. This one's talking weird.
Should I continue for you?
Pfft.
(Okay, I should do this seriously.)
Free and fair in merriment.
Water and dew ne'er sipping.
Bonky, bonky, thumpy, thumpy.
Did something fall out?!
Thus I invite you hours twelve, in fine kohl we delve!
Dashing, clawing, and roaring.
I'm growing so I'm eating.
Forge fires and molten steel.
I TOAST THEE —!
Ah one, two, three, four.
Grain and rice aplenty.
Let fire tear open the sky.
Tzu-Wu the first, double-hour of combat, valorous strength for all to see.
Ch'ou-Mou the second, double-hour of strategy, observant across the compass.
Yin-Shih the third, double-hour of poetry —
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Yin-Shih the third, double-hour of poetry —
Yin-Shih the third, double-hour of poetry, do I continue for you?
...
Yin-Shih the third, double-hour of poetry —!
Yin-Shih the third, double-hour of poetry, free and fair in merriment.
Mao-Lü the fourth, double-hour of propriety, heavenly notes in lawful order.
Ch'en-Wen the fifth, double-hour of culture, minds enriched and problems resolved.
Ssu-Nung the sixth, double-hour of farming —
Ssu-Nung the sixth, double-hour of farming, grain and rice aplenty.
Wu-Shang the seventh, double-hour of trading, awash in silken weave.
Wei-Chien the eighth, double-hour of building, hidden treasures in constructs deep.
Shen-Chu the ninth, double-hour of smithing —
Shen-Chu the ninth, double-hour of smithing, forge fires and molten steel.
Yu-Liao the tenth, double-hour of mending, wounds healed and scars erased.
Hsu-Hui the eleventh, double-hour of painting, myriad scrolls in bloom.
Hai-Shih the twelfth, double-hour of feasting, fragrant meals made promptly!
I TOAST THEE —!!!