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Mixology
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New cocktails brought are all the rage,
No bottled mix that simply bought,
But brought about with love and gauge
Exotic in elixirs sought.
The hours spent in nights’ debate,
New cocktails brought are all the rage.
How we, the liqueurs integrate
To seek our ecstasies’ engage.
So close, but still we lack the sage
Incite to bring the magic on,
New cocktails brought are all the rage,
We rush to end before the dawn.
The answer comes with joinings’ end,
The mix that all our wants assuage,
With dry vermouth, our mixture blend,
New cock tales brought are all the rage.
New cocktails brought are all the rage,
No bottled mix that simply bought,
But brought about with love and gauge
Exotic in elixirs sought.
The hours spent in nights’ debate,
New cocktails brought are all the rage.
How we, the liqueurs integrate
To seek our ecstasies’ engage.
So close, but still we lack the sage
Incite to bring the magic on,
New cocktails brought are all the rage,
We rush to end before the dawn.
The answer comes with joinings’ end,
The mix that all our wants assuage,
With dry vermouth, our mixture blend,
New cock tales brought are all the rage.
Published 15th Dec 2018
Author's Note
Just thinking what I'd like in my drink - a Martini of sorts - but instead of Gin or Vodka... well, you'll figure it out.
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