Vin Rouge, just the one, (bottle)
The bottle, chosen with careno no, 'twas frugality
that seemed to take me there,
really, my mentality.
No, no 'twas frugality,
pennies being counted,
really, my mentality
anxiety was mounted.
Pennies being counted,
how many for a week?
anxiety was mounted,
things a little bleak.
How many for a week?
the colour shall be red,
things a little bleak
one or two I said?
The colour shall be red
single not a pair,
I am just easily led,
the bottle chosen with care.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2014-05-26 at 18:21
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