The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Honey Comb

Chorus X 2
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2

1. They’re all lined up from my heart to Jacksie
I’ve one duplex and many piedaterre
all tracing the scent of my lavender
as interlinked goodwill superimpose.
They’ve seen a rich seam of sexuality
with my acceptance sounding so raspy
from the naïve, sincere to amoral
all worship to see nothing of my wrongs.

Chorus
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2

2. More and more begin to rustle my peace
I’ve eaten all, from candy to trotter
these hearts now gather and loudly babble
making a choice now childish and bumpy
what once started warm is getting frosty
and my long delay seen as treacherous
just one I have to place on the paste-board
to show and be free from this supermax.

Chorus
They await the snow drop to see my spring x 2
their sweet moments, I dehumidify x 2
despite all the wonderful stunts and splurge x 2
my nectar has picked just one principal x 2
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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