Down in Romolo Alley there arose such a clatter
I texted my friends to see what was a matter
I flew onto Broadway like a cab running on cash,
At 15 Romolo, I arrived and knew I’d have a blast
With a little young bartender, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his Sherries they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, PEDRO XIMENEZ now, FINO!
now, AMONTILLADO and PALO CORTADO!
On, RICH CREAM! on OLOROSSO! ?on MANZANILLA!
The Cocktails and Sherries were such a delight!
I even settled down for a food pairing and flight.
Satisfied and warm from the imbibing
My only thoughts were of a sweet Holiday tiding:
“A Sherry Christmas to you all
and to all a good night!”