It was a quiet evening here at The People's Republic of Ames | Night was upon us as we walked to the Mathom House upon the Canw | But, wait... | ... what is this? | It's in a big box |
And it is fragile | And well cushioned | There, snug in twenty-four little cells | Twenty-four bottles of the best stuff on Earth | Nesbitts has returned |
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