Whiskey

Corrosive, amber, poison dram

Gnawing at liver’s health

Countless lives gone too soon

Stolen by lies and stealth

 

I know you well and will not yield

So try best to have your way

Your sirens’ call will fail to lure

I’m sure to win the day

 

But who can know your secret plan

What tricks you keep in store

To play on poor souls such as I

Who keep coming back for more.

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