Pina Colada – Tropical Whisper
A whisper of the tropics, in a glass so divine,
Pina Colada, a sweet, creamy line.
Coconut’s milk, pineapple’s cheer,
In every sip, an escape clear.
A blend of rum, of dreams, of sun,
Pina Colada, a vacation begun.
Under palm trees, by azure seas,
In this drink, we find our ease.
A toast to relaxation, to sands white and soft,
In Pina Colada’s hold, our spirits aloft.
A taste of paradise, in every draw,
With tropical whispers, we’re in awe.