| From Cedar Ridge to Hunter's Glen |
| Down Rowan's Creek, round Pinckney Bend |
| Past Noah's Mill, along to Glenfiddich; |
| Many have been on that Copper Run |
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| Since Early Times, seeing Eagle Rare |
| Watching the Old Crow and the Fighting Cock |
| Giving a wise nod to the White Owl and the Wild Turkey |
| Receiving a friendly wave from the Famous Grouse |
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| Many a stranger becomes a friend - I can think of a few |
| Jack Daniel, Jim Beam, Johnnie Walker |
| And some adopted families too - |
| Bells, O'Briens, O'Neills, Jamesons |
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| Sailing Three Ships, even the Cutty Sark |
| In Liquid Sun, Northern Light and Moonshine. |
| Smelling Four Roses and applauding the Dancing Pines |
| Some dodged the Red Hook, found their Green Spot |
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| Felt the power of Ben Nevis, Yellowstone and the White House |
| The confidence of Wall Street, 12 Volts and Ten High |
| Yet some did drown in the Sheep Dip with a Monkey Shoulder |
| As their 24 Carat, Pure Gold sadly ended in Writer's Tears. |
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| Companions are important on these journeys, so |
| Choose the Red Stag, the Blue Bull, the Copper Fox |
| A Silver Coyote, a Black Horse |
| But avoid the Double Dog and The Black Dog, if you can |
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| Barley, corn, wheat, rye |
| Single, blended, malt |
| Cask and Barrel |
| All in their own way unique. Rich and Rare |
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| Many choices, many flavours |
| Many experts, many preachers |
| It's 8pm - Time to travel and learn |
| So, I think I'll start with Teacher's |
