Sonoma
Well you can have yr napas
And your alexandres valley too
But for me
Sweet Charlene
Its gotta be sonoma
If you wanna more
Go those screaming pitchers
And the foam runs like no tomorrow
But for me
Sweet Charlene
Its gotta be sonoma
If you gonna git me
Play them ponies
And those fantasy teams so n(aw)fl
But for me
Lil Charlene
Its gonna be sonoma
If ya gotta play for free
Flash yer baby blues
And those puppies fo sho
But for me
Sweet Charlene
Its always a glassa sonoma
If its me you wanna see
Posted on October 21, 2016, in Poem and tagged Alexander Valley, beer, boy meets girl, California wine, Chateau St. Jean, dating, drinking, games, love, Napa Valley, pitchers, Sonoma Valley, Sonoma wines, The Rolling Stones. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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