At the beginning of this poem
I had in  mind  a  glass   shape
And  so  i  carefully   designed
   Each line,carefully written
      Emptied chardonnay
          Down my throat      
             But the poem
               Not quite as
                 It should
                   Be,some
                    Lines
     ­               Were
                  Too long
               My spellings
           Were very wrong
       And my rhyming scheme
as well as the shape, had completely
Disappeared by the  end  of  it  all
            Just a wine glass