A is for Advocaat, thick and disgusting.
B is for Brandy, to be enjoyed whilst degusting.
C is for Crème De Menthe, delicious and minty.
D is for Drambuie, warming the flinty.
E is for Eblana, Irish Whisky plus junk.
F is Frangelico, first distilled by a monk
G is for Grenadine, viscous and red.
H is for Honey Mead, which goes straight to your head.
I is for Irish Cream, oft served with milk.
J is for Juniper, key to gin drinks and their ilk.
K is for Kahlua, with its rich coffee flavour.
L is for Lillehammer, which I advise you to savour.
M is for Mastika, which you don’t often see.
N is for (wait for it!) Noyau de Poissy.
O is for Ouzo (which I’ve never liked).
P is for Punch, which is so often spiked.
Q is for Queen Mother, the Patron of Gin.
R is for Royals, with whom trouble I’m in.
S is for Sambucca, served whilst on fire.
T is for Tequila, the bane of the liar.
U is for Umbrellas, a cocktail accessory.
V is for Vodka, for which chilling is necessary.
W is for Whisky, drink too much and you’ll lurch.
X is for Xtabentún, which I had to research.
Y is for Yellow Submarine, named after the tune.
Z is for Zima, discontinued to soon.
These are the letters, recorded in drinking.
I’m disturbed at how many I knew without thinking.