Old Buk-bik shakes his head at the least whiff of booze,
even when the odor is mixed into the very best of cakes,
a single box costing a frightening amount of money.
Takes my heart away: the buyer wanted to make merit!

A real treat, but why won’t this dog even touch it?
Because of its smell, he goes crazy and pees in disgust.
Just a whiff and no dog would think it of any value;
the whole pack goes wild in their refusal to eat it.

Ponder this, please, when you pour from your bottle:
Push a dog to drink, he’ll just turn his back on it and flee
leaving the whole bottle behind for people to upend.
So drink up instead of the dog — then who’s laughable?