0334 In Vino Veritas, In Birra Bonitas: In Praise Of Grape And Hop Comments
When heavy hangs the soul - if soul there be
in such a state of abject loneliness -
and all Creation's steeped in misery
and all bad influences join life's mess,
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Just passed through Napa and did my usual tasting....ah, heaven! And I loved your poem, too. Good work. Raynette
Love the rhythm, it seems to be so effortless. In vino veritas the doc exclaimed to all no poison can be drunk from these grape steins so let us celebrate with Bacchus in the Fall partake of hops and well-aged, hearty wines. H
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7/23/2025 10:10:31 AM # 1.0.0
Dear Michael, Thank you for your kind dedication. Please look at yours from me: 'The Rich and the Pour' It took a little 'extra' reasearch for this one. Al=coholiquement votre, R.