Best Swizzle Poems

The shade of a swizzle stick
Clank to a glass
Stirring of wet stuff
Cooling of gas

Pleasure from drinking
Washing it 'round
Gushing then gobbling
Drooling it down

Clunk; there's an ice cube
Frosted in vision
Sunken till risen
Expanding with fission

Spinning the cherry
In circles that narrow
Mulching the flavours
Till bones fill with marrow

Blending the colours
In...

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The shade of a swizzle stick frightened the drunk
Who's head bowed down in shivers of funk
Like leaves that cool when shriveled 'till shrunk
To swizzle our sticks in cool ice junk

Dum Drunken man with lids; his dreams
Erase each moment in flickers and seams
Won't die 'till morning;...

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