Must be the Wine

Maniacal Menagerie

Molded within the melee

Of the occurrences of everyday

Arrayed as a bouquet

Would be, glued together as paper mache

Tied up inside like a necklace of macrame

Wrapped up smoothly like potpourri in a sachet

The sweetest, most intoxicating cabernet

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