Whiskey's EndA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhite water whiskeyWhiskey's End Raspy in a worn out drawl whispers like stilettos splitting my ear in two we grabbed a fifth of whiskey drank till the sea sold us a river where we floated until whiskey's end!
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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