CHAPTER 11
JOHNNIE WALKER
Tea and Alchemy: Blending Moonshine in Scotland
Let other poets raise a fracas ’
Bout vines, an’ wines, an’ drunken
Bacchus, An’ crabbet names an’ stories wrack us,
An’ grate our lug:
I sing the juice Scotch bere can mak’ us,
In glass or jug.
—Robert Burns, 1785