The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Beer

I've know you for 18years from now
But,you always betray me
I sip on you,for few of you
I start swering at innocent people
My body end-up itching all over
You hit my knees so hard,
and I start crawling like a toddler.

"What kind of a poison are you containing,
Is it so called alcohol?"
I bet you are powerful than death.

Just one sip of you
Already you dominate in a mans bloodstream
Astonishingly,only minority of people walked away from you
I salute the influence you have
The whole world is your friends
Even churches.

I salute you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Gupta Avatar
March 10, 2017 at 5:34 AM
Well written one ...
Godfrey Avatar
May 5, 2017 at 4:45 AM
Thank you
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