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Everything seemed secure 
Inside the crystal palace safe and pure 
Welcoming the claret wine 
For a taste testing and dine 
This evening’s match 
Featuring best grapes from Burnley’s vineyard patch 
Such a glorious exhibition 
Sit back, watch and listen 
Deciding seating places at the table 
Both having positions that are stable 
Winner will enjoy a fruity high 
Loser will find themselves in the bottom half reading a PS ‘nice try’ 
But if the result is a draw 
Movement up the ladder will be small 
Stated in the scoring rule law 
When the sipping began okayed by the starter  
A communication was written like a charter 
“This wine is very tarter!!” 
“It is green wine!” 
One server defined 
Identification decided to decline 
Giving it a few swirls 
To those wearing pearls 
“I must get my red card” 
An affluent said headed to the bar 
But none was giving 
“You must be kidding!” 
Richness carried on 
And a few minutes later found the one with the magical Dublin wand 
“If it was up to me 
We could have a toast at the first tee 
Then drive a fair way 
Enjoying a dessert, a parfait 
With a nice shot 
Hitting the right spot” 
Looking at the Irish steward 
A royal tried not to be forward 
“Is that the reason for the interesting taste?” 
A princess wondered about the luring liqueur base 
“That was my goal
Would you like your glass chilled or cold?” 
Wanting to leave 
These well to dues led out the decree 
“That is not all right 
Picking a fight” 
Putting the plastic chalice down 
Showing angry frowns 
“You should sample mine 
Squirt it with lime 
Give time 
Your smile will shine” 
Hearing that stated 
Elite spirits really felt degraded 
Going home alone 
Needing Napa Valley on the phone 
Shrugging his shoulders the young entrepreneur did 
Smelled the cork that was the bottles lid 
Knowing the whip creamy topping shouldn’t be hid 
Mumbling to himself “This needs an honest bid” 
Going on to the stage he muddled 
Many still around to hear a rebuttal
“A colorful treat for the taking 
An eloquent find in the making 
For those tired of the dreaded soda bread baking” 
Hands went up with many shouts 
Wanting the green wine that no one knows anything about
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