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Ardbeg
Swing the scythe lively, lads
Harvest’s upon us now
Barleycorn’s brown, ready to malt
Fire the peat slowly
Spring water and grist to grind
To sweetwort in washback
Lively yeast is applied
Into the still goes the wash
Caldron will bring us low wine
Then into the spirit still
Last to the oaken barrels
Then stored by the sea
For a very long a time
The Yanks make good Bourbon
Tennessee fired oak style
Using the casks just one time
Send them to Scotland, men
We’ll store strong drink within
To be sipped on, in thirty years time
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2007-12-01 07:51:39 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
I got suspended Reens. I have to rebuild my contact list from scratch.
2007-12-01 08:04:04 · update #1
This one is a song. It is off as a reader because only I know where the eighth notes are. Thanks
2007-12-01 08:31:04 · update #2
Thought it was a song, or at least should be one. C'mon, tell us where those notes are!
2007-12-01 09:16:28 · answer #1 · answered by Elaine P...is for Poetry 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
I like the syllables, the cadence which is very nice...for awhile, I thought it would be sextets(Always confuse 6 and 7), but no, they weren't. Ah, but, there you go! This would be so easy making it a poem of six syllables to each line...maybe have the last lines be 5,7,or 8.
This is WAY good! BRAVO!
Elysabeth Faslund...Poemhunter.com
2007-12-01 16:28:53 · answer #2 · answered by Elysabeth 7 · 3⤊ 0⤋
Nice. Very nice.
Hey TD, why am I not getting alerts like I used to when my contacts posted questions?
2007-12-01 16:00:39 · answer #3 · answered by Reenie: Mom of Marine 6 · 2⤊ 0⤋
A poem about Scotch? How Fitzgerald of you.
2007-12-01 17:14:21 · answer #4 · answered by Orgazmo 2 · 2⤊ 0⤋