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Somerset is synonymous with cider, That golden glowing brew, And to sit on smooth white pine In shadow of thatch on yew, To while away tile evening Sipping perhaps a few. Surely this is Heaven And Gardcn of Eden too! Nottingham makes its own true drink. Though Maybe for stronger taste, Some say the power of the hop Could be a dentists paste. While others drain dry the pot With never a drop to waste. But still a honey beverage, To be downed. though not in haste. Now. Strange to say, while camping. A meeting of two great styles. Chemical compound and apple juice Overflow the tall glass phials. And turn instead to lip smacking wine From without these sceptred isles, Sudden thoughts of potentcy Bring forth wide. happy smiles. |