By Dawn
Date: 21 July 2000

The Perfect Martini

 It's 5:00 on Friday; time for a cocktail. He looked at me and smiled,
     "How 'bout an extra dry Martini, babe?"  Vodka, straight up
           In a fine crystal glass, three olives pierced
                      By a fancy swizzle stick.
                          In stereo we said,
                              "Just say  
                               the word 
                              Vermouth."
                                 We 
                               laughed,
                                 made
                                  a 
                                toast,
                                 and 
                                shared 
                                  an 
                                 olive
                                between
                                  our 
                                 lips.
                    It was the most perfect martini
                            I have ever had...