The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

I Still Got It, Baby

At work one time, I was surprised
When a lady gave me quite a big smile
I've still got it, is what I surmised
I had more pep in my step for awhile

After a few more times it went bad
When I found, I lead myself astray
"You remind me a lot of my dad!" 
Was what she would finally say!

I thanked her for the nice compliment
Meanwhile massaging my wounded psyche
And thankful that her accolade spent
Wasn't her grandpa that I looked like!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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