An prophetic alpine rhyme for the divine 2009

In the age-old prophetic tradition of developing a rhyming tagline for
the year we have just embarked upon I felt impressed by the Lord to
declare this proclamation into the heavenlies:

2009,
the year of divine
dining on limes
where we won't be confined to just one prophetic rhyme
cos its time to outshine the porcupine
and spark up the turbine
and smoke a few woodbines (or maybe not, not in public anyways 'cos
passive smoking is a not benign),
its the year of the grapevine, hairline, clothesline, and vulpine
waistlines
the envy of einstein
where we mime divine guidelines with high necklines
and confine canines to the moonshine.

May 2009 be an alpine experience where we streamline the outline and
get on the mainline
and consign bovine tasting snacktimes to the sideline
and shine, shine, shine.

Happy new year!