Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Apologies to Ogden Nash.
Here’s my ode to two of my favourite drinks.
A drink with more than a little something in it.
There’s something about a Margarita, That quenches the mightiest thirst; As deep as a seductive senorita; Too fresh and alive to be nursed. There’s something about a Margarita. And I don’t think it’s the dust of Coahuila, It could be salt crystals, Or Mexican pistols, But I’m almost certain that it’s the Tequila.
There’s something about a black Russian, A drink that arrives apropos; As numbing as a mild concussion; As pure as the virgin snow. There’s something about a black Russian, That’s nothing to do with Perestroika, It could be the coke, But take a big toke, And you’ll plainly see it’s the Vodka.
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