Good to the Very Last Drop

By: Charles Giuliano - May 15, 2020

 

Good to the Very Last Drop

My Uncle Brother
Was wonderfully exuberant
Lived in London
During the Blitz
Dated above his rank
Landed planes
Home from raids
Across the Channel
Last to speak live
With Joe Kennedy
Used to say with gusto
Life is a feast
Cut yourself a slice
Hoisting a fine glass
To you mon cher
Living every day
As if it is our last
Going for the top shelf
In soy of all things
Why the fuck not
Ghastly expensive bottle
Not a word in English
I have been ordering it
Through Amazon
Meant to please
My sister Pip
Buddhist vegetarian
A surprise for no
Special occasion
Just because I
Love the crap out of her
Another for Mike the Monk
My Irish consiglieri
If that makes any sense
Just because the end is near
Closer every day
Out with mask and gloves
Filled with agita
You know
A Sicilian thing
Like revenge served cold
But more like love
Sharing passion
For as long as we can
Ordered one for us
Vintage soy that is
Just for the giggle
Like rare Dom Perignon
London in the Blitz
Or just the friggin’ Berkshires
Now till whenever
Popping a good one
Above our paygrade
A dance macabre
Eat, drink, and be merry
The Red Baron
Flies at dawn