A Crystal Glass
Decorated, delicately for show
Not only a useful drinking aid
But a piece to a dinner set.
Wine, Champagne, Juice
A beverage of preference
Carried within this structure.
A drop of liquid shall never slide
If so be caught before the end
Barrier that is a maze
A scheme of colors, shine upon
When a light hits, a disco ball shows
Don’t drop this beautiful creation
It will shatter to a billion pieces
What a mess it would be.
An open cylinder
Thin around the lip, thick around the neck
A skirt to the feet, little tiers in the middle
Few are alike
Gold rimmed
As said to be crystal clear
Just don’t drink with coke or beer.
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