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Whiskey-Soaked Memories
Drinking,remembering
Friends done gone by
with a raise of their eyebrow
and a wink of their eye
they left here
for another place
far far from this local race
of ritual time wasting
i try to forget and keep on tasting
sweet liquor
sweet bourbon
on my mind, the curb on
Paducah and Broadway
where we used to sit
as young kids with our sacks of "shit"
burning our minds away
living and hoping for another day
and that day has come to this
and here I remain
Yes, bar-maid i'll have another
