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Click hereThe lips that touch liquor shall never touch mine.
—Temperance song, 1874
Some belts of Dewar's
Lent me the power
To pitch and woo her
In trim rose bower.
While lips slipped looser,
Her smiles smiled fewer.
I knew I'd lose her
Within the hour.
Survivor Poetry Contest
Poet's Choice (Nonce Form)
without "smiles smiled". Aside from that I'd believe it was written in the grainy past.