Miracle in the Town


O, Jesus, not in vein but with respect

Wine appearing out of such basics

What a miracle they must have witnessed

Did it come with a side of swine

Or maybe sprinkled with nuts of pine

One more they desired, How So!

History turns into a ghost story

Traditions are passed down without doubt

The array of mysteries are eternal

No definite answer in a journal 


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