The yellow man’s joy,
The angels’ dread
And the devil’s toy.
No good ever comes,
And no good ever will,
To anyone who smokes
The hashish pill.
* * *
She May Remember This
Your hands were made to hold, my dear;
The yellow man’s joy,
The angels’ dread
And the devil’s toy.
No good ever comes,
And no good ever will,
To anyone who smokes
The hashish pill.
* * *
Your hands were made to hold, my dear;