Wellington vineyards bathed by sun's golden ray,
Where luscious grapes in symphony sway,
A nectar's birth, an art divine,
Behold Doolhof and their noble wines.
Crimson hue, an artist's delight,
Telling stories about secrets of the night,
With each sip, a tale unfurls,
Of 80 hectares and passionate swirls.
On lips it dances, a velvety kiss,
Igniting senses with flavours of bliss,
A symphony of...
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