Message in the bottle

There was a bottle in Cambridge Circus. She was a wine bottle. Once full and corked, now abandoned and nearly empty. Nearly. She wasn´t complaining though. At least she wasn´t broken yet and there was something left over inside of her. Nobody could even try to talk about half emptiness here but nevertheless... ¨They only want you when you´re seventeen, when you´re twenty one you re´not fun...¨ - the bottle was humming quietly and that very moment a, somewhat homeless, geezer spotted her and marveled at her, somewhat passing, beauty. He approached her unabashedly, lifted her up and looked through her! The he looked inside her, right through her neck! Finally he smelled her and one could tell that he liked her more and more! She accepted his advances enthusiastically! He swept her away like a bat out of hell and carried her in his arms like a little baby. ¨What a beautiful couple!¨ would have thought anybody who had seen them together.