Absinthe and opium were both destined,
To make the Victorian world go round.
Much used and abused by high society,
In royal palaces both were to be found.
But when both were taken together,
A dramatic change in one could see.
An ultimate and foolish final high,
Black lipped escaping forever reality.
But when both were taken together, A dramatic change in one could see. An ultimate and foolish final high, Black lipped escaping forever reality. A great poem on human condition. Thank you dear poet. tony
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An astute observation on people's behavior on the effects of abused substances. Many talented and great people's lives are wasted due to addiction and abuse. A beautifully crafted and well executed write. Very informative too. Five Stars! ! ! Thank you, Shaun.