A Princeton Man [Part 2 of my Beverages Trilogy]
An original poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro
Consider reading along to my Spoken Verse Performance.
VERSE 1
Open up a cinnamon candy.
Drop it in a moonshine shot.
The combination is just dandy.
A new liqueur that's kind of hot.
CHORUS
That experiment sure was lucky.
Made a spirit that was far from bland.
This resident of Louisville, Kentucky,
Now looks for Minnesota brands.
VERSE 2
I'm not trying to insult,
The other brands of spicy shine.
Let's all form a cinnamon cult,
Where taste in whiskey does align.
BRIDGE
A like minded mate,
Feels that Hot Stuff is great.
How will I know her?
She'll sip on Flame Thrower.
Yeah, it's hard to tame,
Gals who shoot Magma Flame.
CHORUS
That experiment sure was lucky.
Made a spirit that was far from bland.
I'm leaving old Louisville, Kentucky.
To work for a Minnesota brand.
I wanna be a Princeton man.
VERSE 3
If you want a cinnamon smile,
A liquor store visit's a must.
Have them point out the whiskey isle.
The good stuff isn't covered with dust.
VERSE 4
Before you choose moonshine with cherries,
Or left over gingerbread spice.
Try the booze from Minnesota prairies.
Don't be afraid to roll the dice.
CHORUS
That experiment sure was lucky.
Made a spirit that was far from bland.
I've gone from Louisville, Kentucky.
To working for a Minnesota brand.
Proud to be a Princeton man.
Proud to be a Princeton man.
Yeah, I'm proud to be a Princeton man.
The End.
Copyright © Michael Kimbro 2018. All rights reserved.
Keywords: Poems about distilleries, Poetry of the Prairie, Verses about changing jobs, Odes about Minnesota booze brands, Poems about cinnamon liqueur.