Wine or whine, a choice to make,
With each sip, a decision at stake.
One, a drink of joy and peace,
The other, a bitter release.
Wine, a nectar, smooth and bold,
A taste of life, worth more than gold.
With each sip, a joy to find,
Wine, a gift, of a one-of-a-kind.
Whine, a voice, of frustration and pain,
A constant noise, that drives one insane.
With each word, a negativity spreads,
Whine, a tone, that nothing but ill beget.
So let us choose, with care and thought,
Wine or whine, a decision brought.
For life is too short, to waste on moan,
Wine, a drink, that brings us home.
About the Creator
How, Too
Many people wonder how, too. You are not alone, and I am an expert. I will teach you how, too! First, you need to remit a small application fee and fill out an application describing the nature of your financial situation and how often payments will be made, as this will have great bearing on how well I teach you how, too.
By Harper Lewis5 days ago in Fiction
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