The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

My Honey and Me

      My honey and me 
       are going to sea
     The terra firma, UC  
       is not for her or for me

     Living in the wood
       is not any good
     Summer’s full of fleas
       not to mention bees

     Winter’s chill freezes my nose
       not to mention, I’ve lost three toes
     So off we go, out onto the ocean
      my jar of honey and me, devoted bosun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 19, 2025 at 3:21 PM
clever and uplifting.....liked 'my jar of honey'....
Fowler Avatar
September 19, 2025 at 11:05 AM
So clever gw! I love that you head to the sea for relief. :)
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