First thing’s first: when the wine is white,

And the only available vessel is a red Solo cup.

 

And maybe you are pouring it quickly

For a colleague whose efforts are about to pay off;

Or a boss who is a role model in work and in life;

Or a team that gets together but once a year,

In the jungle of Florida,

In the middle of June.

 

It’s OK to put ice in your wine

When it’s 80 degrees at night,

And the cooler is already full,

And music is playing somewhere,

And laughter is all around you,

And you feel compelled to dance.

 

Swirl that cheap Chardonnay around,

Let those ice cubes rattle in their cup.

Life is good,

Work is fun,

And you, my friend, are lucky.