Elements of a Dram

Earth, with her fertile ground used all year round Strong and consistent and new growth persistent A yield from a field, and a brood of oakwood Fire, he strikes a match, we start a new batch Set smoke in a kiln and give life to a still Begin the real process and start to excite our noses Air sends a gust that bares a friend, anaerobic right till the end, We lay it down with care and let the angels have their share. Let’s give it some time, meanwhile I’ll write this rhyme Water is here so pure and clean, always from the “world’s best” stream, Drop-by-drop dilution, phenols and booze in solution This ancient refreshment takes us closer to perfection Spirit, In the base of a glencairn, it’s time for my tastebuds to learn, I’ll give it a smell, a wee sip, and I can tell That this for me, is exceptional whisky