A Toast for Toasters

Why We Clink Glasses

When friends with other friends contrive

To make their glasses clink

Then not one sense of all the five

Is absent from a drink.

For touch and taste and smell and sight

Evolve in pleasant round,

And when the flowing cups unite

We thrill to sense of sound.

Folly to look on wine? Oh, fie

On what teetotallers think…

There’re always five good reasons why

Good fellows like to drink.

E.B.A.

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