A wine that is aged
Beyond two and a score
Should it not be mellowed
More matured than before?
Yet this wine, alack
Is sour, tart of taste
And methinks that no honey
Could such unpleasantness replace
It seeks to prove its splendor
By raiment rich and fair
But appearance deceives not
Ye gentle folk, beware
And so avoid it if you may
With all your earthly might
For such a wine is apt
To spoil the appetite
And ruin a lovely day.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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what's this about? it's too vague.
ReplyDelete`shan: take a guess ;D
ReplyDeletehmm.....i dunno..hmm...is it some1 from our class? someone we always hang out with ah??
ReplyDeleteOMG ME??
ReplyDeleteok im kinda slow...definitely not me, cos raiment rich and fair lol, i dress rubbish..but ya omg!! i know who and i couldnt agree more.. del wish u were hereeeee :(( but u need some time off the pain in your neck that is me.. :)) ly!
ReplyDeleteHaha well someone that doesn't care about me for a hint. XD
ReplyDeleteMore stories to come when we meet :)
I bet now shan knows who. :)
ReplyDeletelol... shan, i think you know too... but we'll story story when we all get back... XD
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