The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Finish What Was Started

5/26/17


Time to finish what was started
Anywhere, whether or not uncharted
During daylight or while the sky darkens
Far too late to bargain
You won't get a pardon
Even if you feel disheartened
Among elements like carbon
Near or far a from a garden
In the end you will be departed
And have your face on a milk carton

Now I strive for victory
There's no synergy
Enough of your trickery
Put you in torment and misery
With several superficial injuries
On terrain that is steep and slippery
And then you'll be gone for good, aka history
Yet another one of the world's unsolved mysteries

Since you've lost all honor
I must toss you in ocean waters
Where you'll become food for sharks and lobsters
Or just clobber you with a copper saucer
Either way you're a goner

Continuing to discriminate and hate
Make you walk the plank
Weighed down with concrete from ankle to waist
In a secluded place
Where it is deemed 'unsafe'
Then leave no trace
So that you become a cold case
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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