"I am the last barman poet! I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make. Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake. The sex on the beach, The schnapps made from peach. The velvet hammer, The Alabama slammer. I make things with juice and froth. The pink squirrel, The 3-toed sloth. I make drinks so sweat and snazzy. The iced tea, The kamikaze. The orgasm, The death spasm The Singapore sling, The dingaling. America you've just been devoted to every flavor I got. But if you want to get loaded. Why don't you just order a shot?"
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