“The light music of whiskey falling into a glass – an agreeable interlude.”
(James Joyce)
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A Pale Golden Glow (Apologies to Robert Burns, and his beautiful ‘Red, Red, Rose’)
“My love is like a pale golden glow
That’s in the glass before me,
My love is like the delirium
That slowly sets me free.
So one more dram o’ Whisky
For the night, for you and I,
And I will drink to your love, my dear
Till this flagon runneth dry”
- THC, 2011
