A Toast

"I drink a little chacha to your health."
And to your health I drink a little vodka.
A tincture of Martini, staying stealth
I'll pour a cup, and drink, a little thoughtful.

Not having any doubt in repose,
A flask of Bougoul'ma I'll open slowly...
A balm of herbs consume I all because
I drink it to your health, and not health only.

With spirits of C2H5OH
May I see, too, the high five in oh, high, oh.
The V.S. and O.P. and other age
Will take the ladder high a little higher.

The airs of the glass, mon chere amie,
Will back inspiritation up with dumplings
And sour cream enconsolating plea
Will sour not a little bit of stanzas.

And here is the shot, the cup, the bowl,
The basin and the swimming pool of wishes
To win the winning wisdom of an owl
Before we leave the chat to do the dishes.

To matching more muchier than machos!
I hear from the spirits in the swishes
Fulfilling more cha in more chachas
And cha-cha-cha in coming true ambitions!

//folklore, with a cornucopia in hand: I want to drink to Givi, nostra buona compagnia. Not because he is such a great person, we are not a bunch of underdone morons here either. Not because he drives a bullet-proof white v12 biturbo Mercedes AMG tinted all around, we are not riding a Yugo road junk either, ragazzi. And not because he resides in a Carrara marble four-storey villa with the H sign and two swimming pools and elevators and a fountain, we are not vegetating in sheds either, che. But because he the only one alone, day and night, no shifts and not a leave for 25 years now is running the elementary Party Committee not being a member in its ranks!//

(C) anno 2025 Andrei Kouznetsov meelky had a hand in it
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