THINGS ARE NOT ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM (A True Story)
-I love the wines of France especially Bordeaux
The Clarets made from sun-kissed grapes which in the vineyards grow.
The highlight of a special meal a most exciting choice
A wine whose excellence I’d praised with reverential voice.
My guests were suitably impressed. They waited patiently
An hour until the wine was right to the exact degree.
It had to be decanted to separate the lees
And to aerate the liquid the sense of smell to tease.
I carefully removed the foil and slowly drew the cork
It was the crowning moment the guests all ceased to talk.
Instead of rich red claret the liquid which came out
Was clear and looked like water. Of that there was no doubt.
Oh! What an anti-climax I was so mortified.
My guests all saw the funny side and laughed until they cried.
The moral of my story its underlying theme.
Things, never mind the wrapping, aren’t always what they seem.