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Pour out another

Pour out another.
The clock’s still ticking.
Put the bottle down,
On mahogany.
A beautiful shape,
Splendid to behold,
Small, petite, entrancing,
Fullbodied and bold. 
But the spells within,
Are the treasure sought,
The golden brown elixir,
Drowns unbridled wants. 
Glasses filled half full,
In flasks or in slings,
On the rocks or neat,
It’s always warming. 
Tempts on long sips
Bring on thoughts belayed. 
Full lips craving more
And beg, “one more taste,”
Asi que bebe 
Y despacio. 
Drops won’t be wasted
On tossed Romeo.

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