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Sloe Gin

Feb-ru-ary –
Snow-white blossom,
Winter hedgerow shining.

Now September –
Hedgerow harvest:
Sloe-black, slow, black,
Black fruit with purple bloom.

Sloe gin, slow, gin,
Let the alchemy begin.
Blackthorn, black fruit,
Steeped in finest London gin.

Locked in Kilner
In dark cupboard.
Wait till dark December ......


Ruby colour,
Rich aroma.
Delicious sip,
Post-prandial
Christmas dinner nip.

Mike Jones
25 August 2014

Copyright © Mike Jones

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