Toast not a poem

A worthy of note toast, I graced my friend’s natal festivity with, worthy of the eyes of the others, I think.



My beloved bacchanal, never mind your old! Life gets better and better with age, akin to a fine wine that we all had a taste of (with a much delight, I admit), through a friend true and cherished self. To you!


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