A Haiku On The Passing of Ernest Gallo
March 6th, 2007 at 9:54 pm by Smantix
Under bridge tears spent
Wino’s lament for three bucks
Heaven’s antifreeze.
Shuffling off life’s brown paper bag. The good die young.


Under bridge tears spent
Wino’s lament for three bucks
Heaven’s antifreeze.
Shuffling off life’s brown paper bag. The good die young.
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March 6th, 2007 at 10:13 pm
In paying my last respects let me say that Mr. Gallo popularized the terms “Fine Modesto wine” and “Three bucks for a gallon jug? Sold!”
This is a sad day indeed.
March 6th, 2007 at 10:49 pm
Joseph was a younger brother, not affiliated with Ernest and Julio’s Modesto based wine company.
March 6th, 2007 at 11:06 pm
Nitpickers notwithstanding, great haiku. Dripping with emotion. And homeless guy pee.
March 7th, 2007 at 4:58 am
“Heaven’s antifreeze” Pure Smantix. I love it.
BTW, he lived to be almost 98. Seems like one heck of an endorsement for drinking vino.
March 7th, 2007 at 7:12 am
That little obit was saying that Joseph was the daddy.
Thanks ya’ll. Feel free to contribute your own 5-7-5’s to the Baron of Boozehounds.
March 7th, 2007 at 7:39 am
Sorry, Sman. There is no way for me to top your elegant, brilliant prose.
March 7th, 2007 at 10:07 am
*spilling the bottle out onto the sidewalk*
This is for my dead homey Ernie. Rest in Peace good brutha!
March 7th, 2007 at 4:35 pm
In memorium, I have no Haiku to match that Smanticism. But let me offer this instead.
March 8th, 2007 at 8:10 am
Headline of the Week – Ernest Gallo Memorial Edition…
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