Your so Red and pure
Matured well,
A smell unique unto you,
Full bodied too,
Shapely glass reserved for you,
Lips moist just waiting,
To Taste your fruitfulness,
Vintage year 1902,
Perfect,
I sip you experiencing
Your Maturity and full bodied taste,
Most perfect Red Wine of 1902,
The wait for you, was,
Truly amazing, for it’s not often,
You get to taste, the year of 1902
All that’s left for me to say
Cheers to all of YOU!.
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