A poem about making wine.

Potato wine

On making some potato wine,
I added yeast and that was fine.
It bubbled up and made a foam,
Which soon took over house and home.

My children thought it was great fun,
They told their friends and everyone.
Soon neighbours came from near and far,
To see if they could buy a jar.

I corked it, bottled it, stacked it high.
Made so much cash I wonder why
A taxman came, a new-found mate,
Who wobbled home with half a crate!

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Comments (6)
  • drelayaraja on Nov 24, 2009

    Great rhyme. Well written.

  • drelayaraja on Nov 24, 2009

    Great rhyme. Well written. keep writing.

  • BB2010 on Nov 25, 2009

    Ha Ha – Very Good!

  • richardpeeej on Nov 25, 2009

    Thanks drelayaraja and BB. I thought of this one as we were talking about making wine last night !:-)

  • BB2010 on Nov 25, 2009

    I guessed as much Richard. It made me chuckle! :-)

  • SongbirdB on Jan 16, 2011

    Loved it! Pure fun…Great writing…

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