Champagne

[Poppy]

Champagne?  No really , not for me
All right then, just a tiny wee
You see, when sad, I find champagne
Puts bubbles into me again

Or if, when feeling full of fun
I might just find the room for one
With friends, champagne (what else?) we drink
And golden are the thoughts we think

Or when alone, companionship
Comes with each lovely, bubbly sip
My hunger pangs, champagne will stifle
If full it makes a tasty trifle

So though I hardly touch the stuff
When thirsty, I can't get enough........