Whisky warm and brown,
Poured gentle in my glass,
Not just to gulp it down.
A little buzz it brings,
A lighter, looser feel,
The way my spirit sings.
Ice clinks a chilly song,
Or neat, a fiery kiss,
Where I belong.
Just a sip or two,
That's all I really need,
To see the world anew.
So here’s to me
seriously.
Cheers.
Sep 3, 2025
Sep 3, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
Whisky warm and brown,
Poured gentle in my glass,
Not just to gulp it down.
A little buzz it brings,
A lighter, looser feel,
The way my spirit sings.
Ice clinks a chilly song,
Or neat, a fiery kiss,
Where I belong.
Just a sip or two,
That's all I really need,
To see the world anew.
So here’s to me
seriously.
Cheers.
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