More oak and more spice than the last,

A whiskey I surely will not pass,

But it still has bite,

And a taste I do like,

Yet more bourbon that I drink too fast.

It has a soft side and tastes cleaner,

The corn cuts through oak like a beaver,

It’s flavor makes me

Want to order three,

But I think I’ll order something neater.

Away from Scotches I can be torn

By whiskey which is made of some corn,

I drink this bourbon neat,

Oak and rose and no peat,

It’s so smooth: when emptied I’m forlorn.

Rosy and sweet with a bit of velvet,

A taste I am sure I will not regret,

It tastes of some wood,

But surely it could,

Become a drink I won’t forget.
Sales kickoff 2017, Phoenix, AZ

Spicy and beautifully sweet on the tongue,
This whiskey is amazing after a run,
It’s great on the rocks,
Don’t compare to your socks,
American rye sure can be fun!

It’s taste is better than I’d expect,
For

Gentle and clear with a bit of a tan,
This scotch has great taste of which I am a fan,
Amazing with rocks
And soda in your socks,
Sip while next day you do plan.

It smells like a walk in spring wood,
Like to drink 3 more glasses? Oh I would,
On my tongue it’s like silk,
Tastes like rose petal milk,
Birthday- Drink the bottle, if I could.

My 37th birthday, in the Hilton Sandton, Johannesburg, SA, alone.

Both smoke and roses are in the first sniff,
Then spicy and sweet  both appear on my lips,
The rye spice is strong,
l want the night to be long,
So that I can enjoy it’s kick.

At home, from Caskers.