Monthly Archives: September 2015

The Curse of Chardonnay

I lie awake before the dawn

While others soundly sleep

Chardonnay I sipped before

Through brain cells softly creep.

 

I think of all my earthly fears

At this dark, silent hour

None resolvable right now

I’m drained of any power.

 

Scenarios are flashing through

My mind’s revolving door.

None have ever come to pass,

That I can recall.

 

So why this propensity

To rake over every flaw?

Chardonnay, Sancerre

You have a lot to answer for!

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