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Dionysos,
We are come to thank you
For the gentle tendrils that intertwine
To produce the grapes that produce the wine.

Out of wine comes truth,
Out of truth the vision clears,
And with vision soon appears
A grand design.
From the grand design
You can understand the world.
And when you understand the world,
You need a lot more wine.

Dionysos,
We are come to join you
In a shout of joy at the only shrine
Where you come benighted and leave benign.
For that endless blessing, the taste of wine,

Wine makes the passions sing,
Wine leads the feet to dance,
Wine answers every question.
Pour the wine!
Wine takes away the sting,
Wine gives the heart its chance,
Wine aids the indigestion.
Pour the wine!

See the cur mudgeon smile,
Hear the insomniac snore,
Look at the coward roar,
All from the vine.
Pour the wine!
Wine lends a sense of style,
Wine gets the spirit to soar,
Wine makes you thirsty -- pour more wine!

Wine helps t he edges blur,
Wine lets the mind escape,
Wine settles all dissension.
Pour the wine!
Wine makes the blood to stir,
Wine leads to friendly rape,
Wine eases tension --
What an invention
Is wine!
Pour the wine!
Glory be to wine!