A little ditty to clear the brain,
Even if the wine doesn't.
Written after a long day,
Also long after the witching hour.
Merlot, the Magician
When the brown stuff hits the fan
And is flung around the room,
When the storm clouds fill the sky
And the sense is one of gloom,
Never mind.
Even though you are inclined
To cry.
Something learnt over time:
Nothing so sets it right again
As a glass of good red wine.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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I might just have to open a bottle of red later following this!
ReplyDeletethe trouble with wine, Mr. Newbery, one can never be sure if someone has peed in it....
ReplyDeleteTell me about it, I'm a food chemist.
DeleteBut...there are not many liquids that you can't pee into.
Molten lead may be an exception, yes?
ReplyDeleteOh Sancho..so you have moved into a Church. Quelle surprise!
DeleteIn the lead up to next week's medical mayhem I am already looking forward (too much?) to wine o'clock. And Merlot is my red of choice. This is a serendipitious post for me. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteLe vin rouge...formidable!
ReplyDeleteHa ha - so true!
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteif this is the case then I really need to work on acquiring a taste for wine.
ReplyDeletedefinitely a fun read.
LOL! So very true.
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