What could be so special, about a little tot of wine.

I suppose that’s a silly question when your on bottle nine !

They come in pretty colours and have names that sound real cool.

And it’s so much more fun than studying for school.

So what about tomorrow, who cares if it should come.

Let’s down another one !

Tempting and seductive, in it’s transparent dress of red.

The glass kisses mistaken, magically turn your head.

Distorted and ambiguous the mind will play it’s tricks.

Intoxicated euphoria, wow ! I didn’t know I could dance like this.

And then perhaps realisation, that all may not be well,

when you throw up on the sofa and suddenly the floor fell.

“How did that happen, that was absurd !”,

talking to yourself amongst the profain words.

Stagger to the bathroom, lay upon the floor,

in this spinning world no-longer a dance floor.

Awaken to the sunrise, or it it a sunset ?

Just in time to finish bottle nine without any regrets ?