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BUBBLING WINE by ABU ZAKARIYYA

First Line: SPILLED INTO THE CUP
Last Line: THE WINE'S OWN KIN.
Spilled into the cup
The wine flames up,
Wreathing it entire
In robes of fire.

Now above the wine
Bright bubbles shine;
Greater wonder eye
May ne'er espy.

See, the wine's aflame;
Yet o'er the same
Dancing hailstones spin,
The wine's own kin.



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