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The Song Challenge:   By popular demand, this Challenge! is from Roger the Skiffler, who posted this message on this thread. It kind of gives a new meaning to the phrase "Come on in, the water's fine!" -- Bourbon fire in Kentucky -- The fire consumed a seven-storey warehouse A distillery blaze fuelled by thousands of gallons of whiskey has destroyed a warehouse and threatened water supplies in central Kentucky.  A spokesman for the Wild Turkey whiskey company said thousands of bourbon casks had been exploding like gunfire at the peak of the blaze in a seven-storey warehouse near the town of Lawrenceburg.  No one was seriously injured, although two firefighters were overcome by fumes and heat. An investigation has started into the cause of the fire.  Water contaminated -- The authorities shut down a local water treatment plant after a large amount of burning bourbon mixed with water from fire hoses flowed into the Kentucky River.  Lawrenceburg officials ordered unnecessary water usage in restaurants and car washes to be halted temporarily.  The burning alcohol also set fire to woods behind the water treatment plant.  The warehouse was one of 12 at the plant. Company officials said each facility contained 15,000-20,000 barrels filled with bourbon.  The distillery - the only one where the famous Wild Turkey brand is made - is still operating. The company spokesman said supplies of the bourbon would not be affected. He said the whiskey in the destroyed warehouse would not have been ready for drinking for another 10 years.  Wild Turkey is owned by the French spirits conglomerate Pernod-Ricard SA.

Wild Turkey Blues by Bradypus

Bradypus' Comments:  I've never written a Blues before.  I read the thread on 'What is the Blues,' and it sounded as if I wasn't qualified to attempt this feat.  Mbo found the words of 'Poppa Sings the Blues' for me, so I've used that as a template.

There's a fire in Lawrenceburg
And the flames are reaching high into the sky
There's a fire in Lawrenceburg
And the flames are reaching high into the sky
When I heard about that fire
It made me feel so sad that I could cry

The distillery's on fire
The whiskey's going up in flames and smoke
The distillery's on fire
The whiskey will be lost for this poor bloke
When they hear this on the Mudcat
They'll turn it into some poor kind of joke

A thousand casks of bourbon
Exploding like gunfire in the night
Ten thousand gallons of whiskey
Lost forever, and that don't seem right
The fire fighters fought it
Thank God no one was injured in the fight

The whiskey's in the river
And the fish are swimming happy, feeling high
There's bourbon in the water
They've turned off all the taps to keep folks dry
If there was water in the whiskey
That would make us happy, you and I

The Wild Turkey is roasted
Its feathers singed, in ten years it won't fly
I don't like my Turkey flambéed
It leaves the turkey tasting far to dry
But I love the taste of woodsmoke
So I'll switch to Talisker, or else Laphroaig!

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