Whiskey

Triple God

Whiskey
Whiskey

Dot, dot, triple god.

I wander around the town

In search for an answer to everlasting questions,

I wander into a pub and search for a whiskey cup,

But today I’m low on cash so I simply smell the essence

And go away to throw the trash.

Such is life,

When you are down and there is no one to make you smile,

In this town.

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