The hanging grapes upon the verdent vine
Throughout the many lands in which its grown
Becomes the charming drink that is called wine
Indeed its quite the venture to be known

For women and for men it has been made
It's inspiration to assembled masses
To drink and to enjoy is how it's stayed
As its gladly poured into the glasses

With pleasure we do find it is to drink
And though it can be quite the awful bane
It warms our hearts and makes us want to think
Into our hearts and minds it will remain

A soulful pleasure it will always be
A greatly blessed comfort unto thee