Give it to me true

Shot then eaten by Colette

Do not me sugar glaze
with your candy coating ways.

I can handle your dispraise

I eat my ginger fresh now’days
and my whiskey, neat, I raise.

Give it to me strong and clear always.

Life’s too short for smoke and haze.

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