Just always wanted to see if I could compare the two finest redheads I know to their equivalents in wine.
1. Kathleen Firehaired love of my life; She's almost all Cab, with a dash of Shiraz spice. A deep and complicated, earthy wife A ruby sparkle in the looking glass Long upon my vision, soft and nice The All-of-Her bouquet, I cannot pass. 2. Susan She may prefer to drink her Cabs, But the red-maned lioness is pure Bourdeaux. Her brightness fills a room, and quickly nabs Away all weak indifference. The complexity of her shines and glows; The product of some special provenance. These ladies make my life divine, An enviable medly of song and wine. They may well land on the "NO FLY" List, For being such charming Terroirists.
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