I set to the barch
for the council of spirits,
but reith advised soundly
to never go near it.
Being deaf to sages
and illiterate to pages
I departed to the barch
and with glee:
told reith that "I made it!"
I filled up on wine
but only nibbled the bread
for man cannot live
when strictly leaven is fed.
"Drink like water the wine,"
I believe Jesus once said.