The spirit of wine,
Locked inside of mine
Is aging in time.
A surviving fool,
A captive old soul
With tales of his crime.
He's Jackyll and Hyde
With tales to confide
In a cell sublime.
Give me Jack Daniels
And hear my twin's tales
The chest of his crime.
- June 14,2006
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