Drink Poem by Kellen Mage

Drink



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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paul Judges 17 May 2010

Well written piece, Kellen!

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