Two glasses of Chardonnay
Would put her right
She needed it
That's for sure
To make it a certitude
A third one
Would help her to forget
already she felt mellowed
It was nice to relax
The fourth one was pure nectar
Well that's what she was trying
To explain to the RBT cop
When he asked her
If she had had a drink
Did she finished the bottle
He asked
You bet she did
Was her answer.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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