Pulled from the chiller
The sommelier grips my body
And with a flash of the sword cuts my neck
My life oozes down my sides
As I pour into the glass
Filling it with all my energy and effervescence
Until there is nothing left
They swallow every last drop of me
As they dance the night away with glee
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