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Gooseberry Wine Night
   Rex Tyler, 19.05.2007 · Printable version
 


4 people from the ITV were coming
Our Malaysian Night had now become
Favourite for an awful lot of people
Upstairs there was a noticable hum

Satay, Gado Gado, Sayoh Lodeh
And Rocks organic sparkling
Gooseberry Wine
which had a sort of heavy plastic neck seal
wired tight to hold the liquor so devine

I set to work to open it and carefully
remove the wire
But to my shock and awe
the cork came out a bit like Concord taking off
and the wine gushed up and out defying law

of gravity and every other thought I had
It ran along the ceiling for a bit
and then it gushed down on an empty table
to be greeted by cat calls which left a pit

deeper than a chasm in my stomach
the 4 from ITV decided they
Wanted 2 more bottles and encouraged
the other diners there to also say

Can we have Rocks sparkling please immediately
so 12 more bottles of it sadly I
Had to open clearly they all hoping
the same would happen they forced me to try

and contain the gushing gooseberries
and they all agreed
that bottle was an isolated case
it became a party, they were all involved
laughing, joking everything was ace

The night I washed the ceiling and thank God, an empty table, remains forever as my greatest fear
after that I tried to push the other wines I sold
It became my achilles heel, yes that was clear