Pendulum Whiskey

by Wel3

Pendulum Whiskey

Swoosh, close to the eyes
Swash, nicked the nose
Shave the sheep, this sweltering town
From toes to tip, the fuzz knows no bound
Loose is the lip, as change that gone tip
That one was close, felt the breeze and tasted metal
No time to recover, stay straight, ease off the pedal
Swoosh nicked my cheek
Swash met my temple
Four legs holding me up, glass shards on my wall
Get yourself together, defeat is to fall
Swoosh and it’s dark
Swash and its morning…