We are like sauerkraut
Or cheese or wine.
We keep on growing while the world goes on.
Come back from time to time to check the brine,
Inspect the mold, and stir the bubbles down.
The age will do us good. Just let us rest.
The bubbles rise and fall while you are gone,
The veins that grow the bluest are the best.
I'll tell you when it's time to paint the town.
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Everything flows except the last line. A friend.
Oh bother. I knew it.
I love the halt of the last line. I think the change in person is a bit misleading though... I was trying to think of the first part without any person at all, might turn it into something else all together, though... try it, I kind of like the feel...??? Also I dont like sauerkraut at all (the word), just an opinion, dont really have a reason for you. Its so unsophisticated compared to wine and cheese perhaps? I dont know.
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