LPiA-23 Nov. 9

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Cock-tail is a stimulating liquor, 
composed of spirits of any kind, 
sugar, water, and bitters—
it is vulgarly called bittered sling, 
and is supposed to be 
an excellent electioneering potion, 
in as much as it renders the heart stout and bold, 
at the same time that it fuddles the head. 
It is said, also to be of great use 
to a democratic candidate: 
because a person, 
having swallowed a glass of it, 
is ready to swallow any thing else.

Being a teetotaler most of my life, except for youthful binges involving beer/rum & coke for the deliberate purpose of disordering my senses, I offer this found poem, sourced from Wikipedia, thus:

The first definition of cocktail known to be an alcoholic beverage appeared in The Balance and Columbian Repository (Hudson, New York) May 13, 1806; editor Harry Croswell answered the question, "What is a cocktail?"

I much prefer psychoactive potions such as cannabis, and could poeticize ad nauseum on that subject, but alas, that was not the prompt.

Then again, I know what Tiger will say, that I could maneuver around the prompt, so I'll add a little cannabis ditty:

Keep to your cocktails,
but roll me a joint,
and after three puffs
I can see, 
for a moment or two,
the light of things unknown
on earth or in heaven.
I can watch a grasshopper excrete
and be as excited as if
I were viewing an eclipse.
Give me a fly in a jar
and I can see God.