Firminting In My Oak Barrel Poem by PATRICIA DOBROSIPEARSON

Firminting In My Oak Barrel



Firminting in my oak barrel
drunk by drunks and connoisseurs
only made by special brewers

Firminting in my oak barrel
Here I sit and firmint
taking in tastes of my surroundings

Firminting in my oak barrel
not jealious of the chardonnay
for rich my blood red history

Sunday, April 23, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: history
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