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Open all the taverns doors
and unlock all the wine cabinets.
Have the waiters form a line to my table
and tell them to keep the carafes full.

No, I donít need a glass
and keep your palms turned down;
I donít have any money
But my pockets are full of hopes.

Whoever brought me here will have to take me
To the tavern next door;
because since that arab came into my life
I have had the thirst of a thousand camels.

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The following comments are for "Thirst of a Thousand Camels"
by Majnuna

appeals to me enormously does this, partly because itís the poetry of love without satiation and partly because it reminds me of an old Irish drinking song. Ö This is love to excess is this, in all itís messy, ribald glory. Caught me by surprise, but very glad it did.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 3, 2006 )

Quoting yourself?
It sounds like your Arab's love is like the desert: m i l e after mile of sand. The Matchmaker has not yet struck you on the head, but he will someday. Don't give up!


( Posted by: ArsPoet2789ica [Member] On: November 16, 2006 )

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