Poem -

Scull scull scull...!

Scull scull scull...!

There's a place where it's safe

to drink with your mates

free to let your hair down

The atmosphere's just perfect

in the hip southwest of town
 
On Collins St where Damian brews

and Sharon will wish you cheers

a waterhole to drown your blues

and add life to your years
 
You can play board games

or absorb a book

Let life while-a-ways

in this little nook
 
Smell the spices, fruits and flora

kombucha will sooth all your lament

There's rhubarb, fig and elder flower

flavours that seem heaven-sent
 
So if it's right to take time out

with beverages not culinary

swing by here and unwind

at Adelaide's finest Scullery

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