Short Mixed Drink Poems

Mid-morning waking
  Merrymaking
Mixed drink shaking
  The holidays baking...

Cheerful leave-takings
   'Stay-in-touches' making
Happy bones aching
  Joyous yearly undertaking...

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Blackstrap molasses I drink every day.
I've learned it holds anemia at bay.
One tablespoon quick stirred up
with almond milk (a scant cup)
makes my red blood cells cheer. Hip hip hooray!

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Nancy Jones
October 30, 2011
for Francine Roberts' Pick a Beverage, any Beverage contest...

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What do you want for your birthday dad?
How about a table at Queen’s Surf
Waikiki
Sipping a mixed drink
Listening to the Chief of Police 
Singing a song
As a sliver moon 
Crests Diamond Head
Red Gold

Or a day on Mac’s lobster boat
Following Novi dog
To keep from underfoot
Enjoying the company
Of fellow travelers
Both joyfully aware

Greedy  Old  Dad
Settling for Now
And
Quiet
Joy...

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Open a tea bag, 
Put it in a glass of hot water,
Use the teaspoon to stir 
Until the water becomes unicolor.
Get another empty glass
Fill with the iced cubes
Then pour the hot tea
Into the iced glass:
It will be an iced tea,
A cool mixed drink,
A combine of hot and cold!

To fulfill some goals in our life
Man should learn how to combine
The strength and the weakness,
The courage and the cowardliness!...

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There is a hazelnut-flavored liquor named "Frangelico"
It's named after a hermit monk who lived long ago.
This twenty percent alcohol spirit comes from Italy.
All over the world, it has gained popularity.
The liquor's brown bottle resembles a Franciscan friar.
Sip it straight up, or in any mixed drink you desire.
After you buy it for the first time in any liquor store,
chances are, when it's gone, you will buy some more.
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I gazed long upon the glass, full of mixed drink.
Sparkling light crystal and smooth as long mink.

It glides down the palate, soothing as it goes.
Then bites like a viper, the beginning of many woes.

It stings like a bee ... strange things I then see.

Sprawled on the ground, groveling in the dirt.
They hit me and hit me, but I was not hurt.

They beat me and beat me. I felt nothing I think.
When I wake up, I will look for more drink.

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