Gösta's debauchery

Gösta's debaucherous week is drawing to an end. Not jäger, but whiskey and rum. An ocean of beer & seas of wine. Gösta has been bad. Gösta has been silly. Gösta has been blabbering on about nothing (deeply felt apologies to the afflicted parties). "The red darkness / life is given a double form". Gösta has associated with artists, artillery colonels, philosophers & rock stars. Gösta has snored in his easy chair at work, book in hand. Gösta has been involved in discussions about radical politics, university rascals of the 17th century & the size of Paavo Nurmi's ass. Paavo Nurmi the statue, whose ass is huge. There are mysteries in the world. Gösta has indulged in them all. He has indulged in everything else as well. It is bad, it is good.
Dressed in sackcloth, ashes in his hair, he will now sit down at the pulpit, he will invest his mind in serious things & his tongue will be sewn to the path of virtue.