Another week closer to the holidays, and here we are again! This time ’round, I present to you the lastest and greatest version of “O Tannin Bomb” written by Martin Knowles and myself. Enjoy!
O Tannin Bomb
(O Christmas Tree)
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O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
How astringent is thy finish!
You might be big, but dry you feel
My tongue you pierce, and taste you steal…
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
How astringent is thy finish!
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
With dark fruit in thy bouquet!
Hints of tobacco I might taste,
But tannins make me run in haste!
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
With dark fruit in thy bouquet.
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
How harshly do you treat me!
Because of you, I can’t explore,
The lovely fruit, I most adore!
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
How harshly do you treat me!
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
I wonder how you’ll get on?
Into my cellar, you will go.
Is 80 years a bit too low?
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
I wonder how you’ll get on.
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
Be good to all my grandkids.
I hope your cork is free of taint,
And you don’t taste just like lead paint!
O tannin bomb, O tannin bomb,
Be good to all my grandkids!
