Well, in a convoluted sense
I'm always here, in residence.
It's true I thought you were asleep
but I had promises to keep.
Good friends dropped in for a small sample
of vinto tinto (I have ample)
then came the witchety (a grub)
cured after a good garlic rub
and bunya pine on open fire
the spouse was wearing Biedermeier.
We like exotic things to eat
and drink Potato Vodka neat
Herbert Nehrlich
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