Bubble

Here I am a bubble in your wine,
Adding a fizz to your delight.

Mingling with others to crack it up,
Trying to tempt you to drink it up.

Most of us get up to the air and get mixed,
Few of us stick to the side to be fixed.

Up comes the others making us thick,
We manage to the surface and there we stick.

Some under the ice and few inside the straw,
All has different fate starting from the raw.

Life is short, your drinking makes it shorter,
Flat without bubbles is never on the order.