Whiskey Poem by Stanley Coffin

Me I Glen Fiddich and dry on our way to oblivion,
A place only those who've known will recognise,
Honey of the gods nectare of the people, the road to truth and redemption,
Stripping away the boundarys knocking down the walls ignoring the rules laying the questions bare so Glen Fiddich will allow you to share and it will take you to where sobriety would not dare,
Let the truth set you free it just may not be in the fashion you thought it would be.
So take a seat and be by my side and together we will take this wild ride so that we can look for answers that a sober mind can't find.