Duty Chapter 1: The Stranger
Standing on the porch was a tall grey dog with a wine bottle in paw. "hey reis," said the dog with what sounded like some kind of southern twang, perhaps cajun, as he stepped into the house without reservation.
There's something wrong with me
The one otter, bill, kept going on about his girl dragging him around on a wine tasting trip. kyle complained about his girl always taking him clothes shopping.
The over indulgance of Mr. Wolf
"very good monseur, i shall fetch your first case of wine."
Flames: Chapter 9
He got some grapes through the 'dark way', and made some wine. though... it was more like strong liquor than wine, as he put too much yeast in making it. he found out that drinking made him ease the pain from the past.
Thunder #17
Most of the wine had dripped to the floor, but an occasional drop still made it's way from the table. "unicorns are not terribly observant, and thardor is undoubtedly exaggerating some innocent activity. perhaps hunters, or woodsmen."
Heligoland
V=4nmrlur4vky too many wine-dark seas need daily traversal, and here the shipping forecast calls for rain. the shipping forecast! what a load of bollocks.
A RedQuest Tale - Chapter 7 (clean)
The tiger took a sip of his wine, all the while keeping his feline eyes on the rat who kept the mug down between his thighs. blacksnout coughed and took a sip of the wine himself as he replied back. "they're doing fine, working well.
Dead Man Walking
But your kisses are so deadly sweet like no wine i've ever tasted and the spiteful pain you inflict is oh so delicious you steal my breath and destroy my mind i am a dead man and you are a murderer copy-written to xander bradeshaw
Maybe Stop Telling This Man What He Wants
"thy simple bread and wine is more," to those who starving wait, "delightsome than delicacies!" as they refill their plate. "humility! forgiveness!" to the millions they have wronged. and would not even notice if the last of us were gone.
Eucharist
Reaching for pity with ink, living through thought; dreaming of wine to drink, that father brought. enchantment has come to die, where saints rest, where chance steals to buy, your very best.
Beautiful
Cigarettes (and this time meaning it) like hearing your favorite song and really feeling it like a summer morning, like a winter night like a spring apple after the very first bite like a piece of gold hauled up from the brine like a bottle of vintage wine
Poem for Children Wishing to Summon Evil Spirits
Blood and incense, dust and wine call thee down and here do bind." another nine with chime or bell, then snuff the fire to end the spell. you'll be followed home from the shrine by fiends. with luck, they'll give you mine.