Scotch on the rocks
No straw or twizzle stick
Salt the napkin.
Old Peculiar Scottish Brew
Darkest beer I ever knew
I'll take it as a chaser
No mug please
Just salt the napkin.
Pour another Jamesons
Make it neat this time
No water no tonic
And
A freshly salted napkin.
How about Newcastle Brown Ale
Another favorite chaser from abroad
Caramel colored coldness
But please
Salt the napkin.
Third times a charm
Fill me up again
Neat or ice I don't care anymore.
No....that's okay.
I think I can
Salt the napkins myself.
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Well written piece, Kellen!