always available in every colour, <br />seen in the hands of even minors, <br />a traditional remedy, <br />flows with every melody <br />that sweet sour taste for every one, <br /> <br /> <br />it blinks, chimes and swirls, <br />and molests the youngest of girls <br />somethimes it is loathed <br />and times it's dotted <br />but always the king of the shelves, <br /> <br /> <br />a very notorious throat burner <br />and dangerous to every gas burner <br />its lethal and yet sweet, <br />not something to eat, <br />a lyrical liquid to make you go higher.<br /><br />umoh cyril<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/limerick-wine/
