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THE WINE GLASS

Whoever you're hearing me somewhere,
Hope I can't tell of how i'll be there? 
My stem is strong and slender,
Upholds a sizeable vessel for your dinner,
Very  I do appear in your manus, 
Even I'm expensive in the midst of other apparatus, 
According to many people's preference, 
Concerning an intake of a beverage,
A sip at my brim causes special reference,
The bibber likes how I allow a fine singe,
He defined me in a different court room,
"This container is what I use in my cottage"
That's a point made by the prospective man at a forum,
Since I'm somehow fragile,
And Comes in attractive colours which are vital,
Already I'm pompous as much is said, 
Handle me with an optimal care,
Get me to your wine bar as you dare,
And never wll you regret taking me there.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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