He that outlives this day, and comes safe to the Intrepid,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Notty.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say "To-morrow is Heavy Five day."
Then will he strip his glasses and show his wiggling eyebrows,
And say "These giggles I had on Ophion Station."
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words—
Akamari, Kuko and Chuck,
Avaron and TheDevian, DA22 and Huitieme—
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good perv teach his son;
And Nottravis Notty shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd—
We few, we happy few, we band of perverts;
For he to-day that sheds his giggles with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Milfy City threads now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That played with us upon Heavy Five's day.
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