The Moonshiner

Описание

All hail The Moonshiner andher sparkling pot of miracle brew.In the white light of the starry skiesHer truth juice rids tongues of lies.The man goes down the garden pathSpying a sip from her tub-o-bath,a witches cauldron, with fruit it fills,overflowing floral botanical spills.Left soured, a shrill yell pierces the nightright into the day. Hark! Another onefalls to the wiles of Brogan’s Way.