Murky vessel
In the sink,
Lying spent in
Kind with stink:
I scarce remember
Tippling you.
Do you recall,
Once brimmed with brew,
Exactly what
Spilled out of you?
Another empty;
Now no more.
Ouncee keeper,
Liquid-rich afore,
Divulge to me
Before I soak
One thing about
You; you’re not broke!
Give me a clue
On what held you.
Oh! Zeus’ Io filled you up?
Divine indeed, both froth and cup.