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Invitation

Shut the door against the wind.
I smell snowflakes on its breath.
Take a chair beside the fire.
pour yourself a glass of wine.
It's cranberry.  I made it myself.
Don't add ginger ale or soda.
Tonight you need the alcohol.
Swirl it in your glass a little,
to start the bubbles.  The fecund yeast
sings such harmonies with the juice!
Drink up, good friend.  I've more on hand.
Nothing stops old age or winter,
or so a wise man told me once,
but wine, he said, mellows both.

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