When
the
wine
is in
The
wit
is
out
And
it’s a
good
job
To
be
honest
As
what
else
Would
we talk
about?
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
When
the
wine
is in
The
wit
is
out
And
it’s a
good
job
To
be
honest
As
what
else
Would
we talk
about?
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it wouldn’t be the weather
the weather is bland
nor would i say
talk to the hand
but the wine would sit still
never touching my lips
i’d rather dance
and shake a hip 😉
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Brilliant!! 😁🖤
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Hahaha, I’ll never get bored of your poems! 💙
But you’re gunna get accused of breaking the lockdown one of these days 🤣.
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Aw, I’m glad 👍
Don’t worry – inspired by a video chat this one..! 😁🖤
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Hahaha 😄. Video chats are awesome, you can just mute the bastard any time if they are boring 😁.
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Exactly 😂🖤
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