My heart soaks in the mud
Of the moment
Don't ask how it went
With the meds downtown
Don't dance at the foot
Of the capes…hai ha aha!
My snorting went up
More than a notch
Thank goodness it
Wasn't as bad as
A snore; did I hear
You say ha aha!?
Know what, man?
It isn't your fault to choose
A style for the lippies
Such are the gutters that
Flaunt our lilies
Who can question the
Darts in the bull's eyes
I’m sick, terribly sick!
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