Just Water for Me, Please
Someone ought to say something
By Sonia Heidi UnruhPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
photo: Pixabay
The wine at Le Snooty Café
Costs a fortune and tastes like stale hay.
No one wants to look crass
So they down the whole glass,
Then brag to their friends the next day!
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Apologies to all the true oenophiles (wine lovers) out there! (But let's be honest, even the word 'oenophile' sounds snobby ...)
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Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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Comments (7)
So true! Gone are the days when you could bring your own wine--prohibition days, maybe? The corkage (the cost restaurants charge for opening a bottle) is horrendous!
This limerick is humorous and clever, I enjoyed reading it!👍👍
🤣 Yes! Great work!
That’s hilarious and so freakin true!! 🍷 cheers with my glass of red from the $9 bottle 🤣🤣
Ahhh this was great! Funny and so true :)
Oh man! Ever since I found out restaurants buy their alcohol from the same stores we do, I never buy from them (unless it's clear I can't get what they got from the Beer Store or LCBO). Well done!
This is hilarious! Thank you for writing.