A Pasadena Cocktail

(Drink Under a Pepper Tree)

I BREATH of orange blossoms,
A dash of rose perfume,
A glimpse of eucalyptus
And all the flowers that bloom,
With a whiff of ocean breezes —
Far better than old wine!
In view of famed Mt. Wilson
In a bower of God's sunshine.
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