Share The Wine At My Table

The following is not an endorsement of any product nor is it a sanction of any such action which would lead to the creation of such gibberish as would be created in an inebriated state following the imbibing of aforementioned unendorsed product. Wifey knows what I’m talking about.
He will hear gossip whisper sense like
Mother put father though he traveled very wet
And did make you spoon
Like they are disco
But commit spin, it’s the summer
Put cantaloupe to promote hammer
In Mike’s gift of pretzel underwear
All though our embrace was too good
So they was like
Ditch be stubble
Haggle is my bag
I am meeting not always sense
He too seeks enthusiasm
And did eat leaner stubbley catapults
This poem made possible in part by the esteemed bottlers of Mike’s Hard Cranberry Lemonade made by Mike’s Hard Lemonade Co., Rochester NY.