this poem is brought to you by ritchiepoems international ritchiepoems: sufficiency, several kinds of bananas, delivery ritchiepoems, since 1792, for your every poem need drudgery labor babies toil art angels the thing people note about wines is they can be like children you lay them down again and again and hope they age into glory some people trust educational systems gyroscopic properties or magnetism but come what may we all mature there's no measure or standard in being grown upwhen you open the bottle it could be there's nothing but thin-ness and vinegar
wine wrought iron and winged goddesses require care and a deft touch with the tannins and hammers David Ritchie, Portland, Oregon