Whiskey Poem by Sam Edison

Whiskey

Rating: 5.0


She is the cats meow
She is the bees knees for sure
One touch and my heart jumps
So elegant yet pure

The glow of her being lights up the darkest of places
Her fragrance can warm up rain-drenched soldiers on a winter night
Bringing smiles to so many faces
She got me feeling goofy

She got me feeling right
By the looks of this party I think I’ll dance with her all night

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Sam Edison

Sam Edison

Brooklyn, New York
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