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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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H20

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (3535 reads)
Chemists call water H20...

Chemists call water H20 -
They may be right, I wouldn't know.
Of flowers and trees and singing birds
I cannot tell the Latin words.
For scientific sense, alas!
Just write me down a silly ass.

But Water Worshipper am I,
And will be to the day I die;
For when I was a barefoot boy
The swimming hole I sought with joy:
And now in age with limber glee
I leap into the lilac sea.

For Water to my wistful sight
Is rich refreshment and delight;
Clear claret in a lillied pool,
Of foamy white like carded wool;
And mist and stream and ice and snow
Are fancy forms of H20.

So thank God for the element
That health and joy to me has meant!
May crystal water to the end
Prove my profound and precious friend!
Let others to the dram-shop go,
I'll get me drunk on H20.


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