Green fairy of the glass, your bitter spell beguiles,
With anise-scented wiles that fevered dreams inspire.
One sip and passions rise like smoke to dancing fire,
As inhibitions fade in your intoxicating mire.
You taunt, tempt, and transport me to realms beyond desire,
Where visions surge and swell, imagined choirs respire.
My senses drown bemused in your bewitching quire...
