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In olden times, in early rhymes, the poets whined:
“I bede of you, beseech you each, you Sisters Nine,
 you Muses, Melleous Meady Maidens:  lend me grace!”
It’s not per happenstance this pleading prayer relates
the spirits (every sense assumed) and inspiration:
the lorely lessons tell us gods enjoy libation.
So pour yourself, Authorial Belle, a thorough cup
of swanky spirit, sweet and swell, then hold it up
and spill a spot for any spirit that attends.
So may inspiration rise as drink descends!