They tell me: white wine first
then red
and don't go back to white.
If you must,
move to champagne
maybe end with cognac
all grape-based rinks
What of gin, I ask
or vodka
or scotch
or rye
Sir, there, you're on your own
they don't mix.
If you must
then mix with water.
Water goes with everything
water has never tasted so good... love the readings between the lines. great piece. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's the things you don't say that hold so much meaning....fantastic.