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How great the sin this grain to seize
To feed the burning bowl.
Dawson Burns, D.D.
Thunder on the Left
One part
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One half taplespoon of powdered sugar,
Three dashes of bitters,
Stir in a tumbler containing three or four cubes
of ice and strain into a wine glass. And a twist of
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