Hold It, Swill Then Swallow

When my mind starts to wander
of its own accord,
which it seems to do increasingly ..
I might just wonder,
if you ever think back to the day
when I begged half a cup
of single malt, from a neighbour ..
Indeed, I still query
what he may have thought of me
back then, had I told him
it was not for me, but for the cavity
that kept you up
all night long and in so much agony ..