The wine *poem

06/18/2012

The wine
06-18-2012
By Jonathan
Enspired by a dear friend of mine who has known me forever


My name is Jody
I’m feeling fine
My wine is inclined
Fill it up again because the cup ran dry

The sun is up
The sun is down
At the beach
Or at the ballpark down town

I’m a bit silly
A bit immature
And if you don’t like me
Well, that’s yours

A bottle of red
A bottle of white
It doesn’t really matter cause I’m feeling alright

I’m surrounded by good friends
Fenway park, Fire Island, at your house or in my den
You can sip it
You can drink it
Just don’t spill it!

You can dance with it
Cheer with it
Make love with it
Just don’t drop it!

You can Sing with it
Relax in a pool with it
Get Cozy by a fire place with it
Just don’t dump it!

My butt is in the sand
A glass of wine in my hand
A smile on my face
I wouldn’t want to be, in any other place
I’m feeling fine
My wine is inclined
Fill it up again because the cup ran dry