Milkshake

A malted made without the malt You may think a mistake, But take a sip - it still tastes great Though now it's called a shake. A real one, though, comes with a tin Directly from the shaker, A second glass-worth sitting there, A present from the maker. You slurp it down, so cool and sweet And when your straw hits air, You pour a refill from the tin, So calmly waiting there. There's nothing like a milkshake When you're really in the mood - A splurge, a treat, a pure delight And better than most food!