Another great picture-prompt from Tess at Willow Manor . . . to refresh the Calliopean Muse
"A glass of wine is really fine,"
the sober poet mutters,
"But left in charge of a glass that large,
then each verse limps and stutters!
Resist the glass! I shall not pass
more tipple through my lipsy,
lesht Magpie vershe comesh out the worshe
becaushe the Toctor'sh dipshy!"
(see also the post below)