Elixir of Kings

One hot and brandy-sweetened night

A year or two ago

’Twas filled with massive want and waste -

But left no warm afterglow.

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I woke to learn my bank account

Had plummeted to empty

For I’d spent far too much

On endless drinks aplenty.

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What’s worse, I did not recall the taste

Of that which cost so much,

French cognac at its finest,

The drink of kings and such.

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Louis XIII is a true elixir

A drink of divine delight

Still, a glass or two will cost you

Take all your money in a single night.

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I fear I had not just one – or two

But bought the room a round

And now I’m dead broke even though

I'm the most popular guy in town.