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(For Brian – thanks for the sample!)

Amber grain flames first,
then fusel oil spits toffee.
Such fun! Bubblegum!

Is this an order?

I’d rather sip it slowly

than gulp down sweet spice.

A new liberty

emerges from the old town.

Whiskey’s coming home.

Une parte de bonheur –

an Irishman in Paris.

À votre santé!

He once worked with wood

until it was art. We taste

his long-lost workshop.

After midnight mass,

an early Christmas present

from the priest’s bottle.