Behold,
Blessed friends,
Thy champagne of Angels,
Shitty Red Wine and
these Angels don't have wings,
Rather torn working coats
And patchwork blankets,
its a dollar for wisdom,
up to you if you trust it?
ANGEL CHAMPAGNE AN ACROSTIC SONNET ~ BRIANSODES
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ANGEL CHAMPAGNE's a luxury ~ that
NOT EVERYONE's able to afford ~ You can
GET A BOTTLE for £200 ~ which is top of range !
EVERYONE WANTS to try it at £40 per glass ~ Really
LOVELY ~ Cool ~ Crisp ~ Colorless ~ Clandestine ~ Champagne
C HAMPAGNE
H OW ~ NICE
A MAZINGILY
M OST O THE
P EOPLE - IN
A MER~ICAN
G HETTOS 'AV
N EVER EVER
E XPERIENCED
- Authors: nottarealPoet, BRIANSODES
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- Finished: March 3rd, 2017 15:00
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