On being invited to an evening of wine and poetry

On being invited to an evening of wine and poetry

Remember, red for the romantic poems,
White wine with the mystical...
If the poem's sad but the wine's divine
Then drink more and don't be critical!
But if wines are sour while poems elevate,
And you turn a temporary teetotaler,
Let the words flow, the lines aglow,
And meanings tear your heart asunder!

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