Old Sport


Here I invite you to my ecstatic party
Glowing red, blue, and pink
consume the cherried flavored of Bourbon, champagne, and whiskey
drinks
the sweet aroma of burned gunpowder from the fireworks that fly
the diverse colors of the rainbow in the nighttime sky
yellow, blue, orange, and green
To fulfill our finest dreams
Please don't mind the deafening noise
disorganization of my guests
just mingle and enjoy the fragrance
Feel free to walk my halls of gold and let the luxurious feelings set

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