The Barrel Angels
Some carry swords
All praise the Lord
Warriors, messengers,
Ministers all
Others are tasked
With opening casks
And dipping out
Glorious new wine
They splash and toss
But not a drop is lost
Heart laughter and joy ensue
Holy rolling winebibbers
Joy unspeakable
Love receivable
Drunken stupor?
No, filled with light to shine
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