Adrienne has sent me a signed photo
As well as an autographed bottle of
wine
I admire her photo
While I pop the cork off of the
wine bottle
Chiller White is the flavor
Pouring Chiller White into a
wine glass
And sipping Chiller White
It runs down my throat
I'm going to pretend it's
nectar of the gods
Seeing the autographed bottle
Like the photograph
She wishes me well
She sends me much blessings
Hopefully, in time
I'll reunite with Adrienne
I'll see her again
And give her thanks for the gifts
she sent me
The gifts she gave me
Thank you Adrienne
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