An empty <br />Champagne bottle <br /> <br />and of such vintage <br />impressive…expensive <br /> <br />a left over from <br />some old boyfriend <br /> <br />a pompous bastard <br />(so you tell me) <br /> <br />who considered himself <br />a connoisseur of <br />all things fine. <br /> <br />You deciding to put his knowledge <br />to the test <br /> <br />popping a cheap bottle <br />out of sight in the kitchen <br /> <br />and pouring its contents <br />into the more expensive one <br /> <br />Et volia .. <br />he praised its magnificence <br />...its exceptionalness! <br /> <br />You laughing <br />all the time <br /> <br />snorting at the bubbles getting up your nose <br />as you drank the expensive one from the cheap bottle <br /> <br />only telling him <br />when you left him <br /> <br />after calling all women whores. <br /> <br />“Oh no dear... <br />I’m expensive champagne <br />in a cheap bottle! ” <br /> <br />“But then...you’ll never know! ”<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/getting-up-one-s-nose/
