'Twas days before Christmas, and who could believe,
That such a merry mixture the masses would receive;
A beverage so delicious, some call it divine,
So secret the recipe, 'twas passed by only Brethren-line;
Many took drink and many gave postulation,
As to what ingredients lie in the sweet, gold libation;
Aspirants would guess one, some would guess more,
But none could surmise all ingredients four;
Time went on, the liqueur a rare treat,
That few would enjoy and even fewer could complete;
Then one day the author came to realize,
keeping the recipe hidden would lead to its demise;
"What advantage have I, keeping Phirewater on the shelf?"
He thought aloud as he questioned himself;
"Why should the recipe belong only to me?
It must go open-source! Fly now, be free!"
At this command the coveted words took flight,
Fingers danced across the keyboard and off into the night;
To forums and social networks for all the world to see,
And plastered on the Internet to live eternally;
Which fantastic liquors are used in the brew,
And how are they mixed, are they parts one or parts two?
Here the answer lies, an end to the game,
The recipe complete, revealing each spirit by name;
Goldschlager, of course, for its strong cinnamon taste,
Captain Morgan Spiced Rum helps to fill the drink's base;
Dekuyper Buttershots for a butterscotch bouquet,
Laird's Applejack Brandy, the final element of this array;
Add the former parts two, the latter parts one,
Mix warmed apple cider to enjoy autumn and winter fun;
If the summer months are closer to your favor,
Stir with hard cider for a cool drink to savor;
The secret is out, with nothing left to share,
But one final request still lingers in the air;
If you build upon this recipe, finding a new drink to spike,
Continue to give away, please always ShareAlike;
Now with metaphorical stockings stuffed, faces filled with glee,
Remember: enjoy in moderation, please drink responsibly;
My burden finally lifted, my heart bursting with delight,
Merry Christmas to all and to all a buzzed night!