Poem: Whiskey

Glass of whiskey

Ice And a glass And human comp'ny - The bare necessity of man You take me up And bring me down The red-blooded roulette That is my life This sauce will make a fool of me Start rumours Slander, a campaign of smear Intermittent good times Transient reputations Where it lands Nobody knows. Tonight With a tumbler We'll pretend we're friends Companions, co-travellers Joined at the flask. We'll read Bukowski And Fante Young and Old We'll speak the same language We'll hug and we'll fight. Politics Religion Words and song We'll barter and banter And grapple for fun When morning creeps in And shame smirks And mocks - The usual routine, Dry Heavy Rusty heads, We'll react as strangers Who...

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