Ode to Champagne


Oh so bubbly,

You jiggle up,

My jubblies.

You make me live

Right here right now

Forget about


Whatever it is I’d like to be forgetting about.

In short,

Champagne champagne, never the twain.

What a shame

That it takes the festive season to explain

Why I’ve gulped down three glasses in a row.

O Champagne.

(I shall no doubt regret publishing this on my blog tomorrow morning, but shall enjoy the freedom of writing such splodge, this champagne-tinted evening)


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