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Wine

I wined and dined you but you wined at me, you wound so much, it corked. then when we sniffed the cork of love: you popped my cork, my; what a corker! fruit you said: and rang the glass to chill report Oh!.. never was there ruby depth like this before. thus another trip to the cellar I thought/lost in wine’s bumptious nose Cheese? …only when selling ..never when buying I’m sold on you Delilah! steady boy/hold the glass: Shiraz is calling. hold your trousers and their fighting dog at bay, save the passion/ Syrah has its sweet way! we’ll let the sun pour forth. Bachus show the way! Written for contest 14/8/15

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