Pearls and Whiskey

Pearls are white and round.
Their value remains sound.
When they are worn
New chances are born
For women to look
So elegant and classic.

Whiskey is warm and tan
And feels nice held in hand.
When the drink it done
The party is just begun
And the young night
Refuses to yield to time.

People are broken and strange
When they are forced to rearrange
From the night before,
Trembling and sore,
Bust still so elegant,
And still so classic.