AuburnScribbler

He says “A Small Glass” (An Acrostic)

“All are wanting to quench by drench

 

So, I start to ravenously pour

Malbec, or Pinot into vessel and

Anything with a generous hollow,

Laughs begin to occur and no more

Lows can be found in here.

 

Good beer and wine continues to

Loiter in challis but the

Anxious livers continue their tests,

Swimming with the joys of Bacchus,

Sombreness now no longer racks us!