Cocktail Negroni

Some flowers scent, so fresh overnight,

blend up reds shades with a hint of white:

“Is the Gin covered in great nostalgia?

– Spoke Frank, drunk of melancholia –

Of my hearty wine I bring few aromas”

Annoyed the Rhubarb wanted to tell us:

“We don’t like you coming to mess around,

even Absinthe wanna hold its ground!”