The champagne bottle is mighty fine,
A very sparkly pleasant wine.
I take off the foil and then wire,
I push the cork as I perspire.
I push and push and turn some more,
It almost falls onto the floor.
I grab the bottle and twist again,
The cork will come out – I wonder when.
I turn and turn and push a lot,
I want someone to help me out.
The cork finally turns a little and then,
It pops out – all is well again.