The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Riding Around Town In a Burgundy Pickup Truck

Tell me 
What you see 
When you 
Look at me 
is it really what you thought 
it was? 
And I've 
had enough  
of things like love 
and bitterness. 
Got no one to thank but the 
clouds in the sky, 
but why, why do they seem 
so grateful?
Sign me up for the winter 
cuz the summer's got me down 
When I see all these hard bodies 
it makes me frown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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