From my pal whiskey a peg I borrow
To drown therein my load of sorrow
It takes no time for the peg to be gone
But my darned sorrow not leaves me alone!
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How gracious of whiskey to put a twinkle in our eye and help us cope when life gets unbearable. Fun poem.