"Brother can you spare a dime,
I've spent all my money on women & wine.
The rest of it I wasted,
You couldn't even taste it."
This is how the mind thinks on Friday morning after much racking, barrel topping, bottling the topping wine and tasting late into Thursday evening.
Remember this:
"The silence of the vines
Distills the wife's song
Into sweet wine."
The Queen was also waxing in verse last evening, reminiscent of an old Japanese folk song, calling for an owl to descend from the heavens upon the gophers:
"Hoot, hoot,
Owl koie,
Chung chung a cha chung
Chung chung chung...."
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