i have three bottles of wine
beneath my bed which i
turn from time to time; hope
the cork won't be making
reaction towards corky taste.
i don't drink, i bring to parties
yes, from advise of a friend
i stock them when on sale
i can only afford a dinner price
per bottle; that shows my wallet
now i'm afraid i'm bringing same
once i heard them say; too strong
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