My Kentucky Bourbon Blues Poem by Lore Me34
My Kentucky Bourbon Blues
As I raise my glass and take sip
the Kentucky bourbon kisses my lips.
And it trickled down throat it tinkled like a xylophone.
As it soothed all my aches and moans.
Tomorrow I am another year older but still no wiser.
This past year I just was not inspired.
But I saw a lot of death and disappointment too.
That is why less than an hour before my birthday.
I wrote my Kentucky Bourbon Blues.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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