I was once in preparing to bottle wine one fine fall day When I thought I'd put myself to the test In a big field of tall grass I laid there smiling some and smelling wine pass my face As I stayed awake I dreamed I dreamed I was in a basement feeling groovy And that I was living this feeling groovy This really blew my mind The fact that me an over-hydrated short haired leaping bone Should be a star and truly groovy, hmmmm
Get it, ferment it, rack it. Care for it, taste it, enjoy it. Wait patiently, and be groovy When the time comes, bottle it, then.. Spill the wine, take that pearl
Ultimately, I say, if you can avoid it Don't spill the wine :) It's a bitch to clean up..lol Enjoy
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