One large peg please!
No dear but a short of it,
One bottle of passion
No not a death of mankind
One glass of aesthetic essence,
Throw down the beads of nocturnal human behaviour
Shinning ice cubes in pools of gold sea;
Every shinning thing is nota good
Please be don't be a spoilt sport;
Enough attitude is much better than a harsh gratitude,
More oppurtunities of glamour and profession
You dig deeper deeper in sand dunes;
Poor is not a life
Rich is neither too;
Why not?
It gives luxury;
But it accompanies loneliness
It gives power
It dulls the human nature,
But wine is a addiction of passion
No it's creates a mood;
But a friend bonds a relation
Understand Wine my friend.
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