Poem of the day

Whiskey River, by Johnny Bush

Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let a memory talk to me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I got, take care of me
I'm drowning in a Whiskey River
Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of its soul
Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind
To warm an empty heart you left so cold

Don't worry--it isn't the Friday night blues. I just bought Shotgun Willie, is all.