this is not a poem....
more like a drunken rant...........
bear with me......

"Sailin' with the captin',
fucking mary jane,
doing hit's with uncle cid,
not feelin' any pain,

Snowblind from the white stuff,
arm's all red from horse,
tired from the downers
up from up's of course.

Horney from the exctasy,
cock's soft from the beer,
Brains all numb from valium,
PCP breeds fear.

8 buttons of peyote,
A couple grams of shrooms,
A psychedelic haze,
It's spinning all these rooms.

The liquor in the veins,
is not as well as dope,
but twice as good as crack,
it kind a gives me hope.

But all these corporate fucks,
who 're (whore lol) drunk off yesterday,
would wish for my resolve,
and sleep their lives away.......


(drink beer, smoke fucking dope......and don't judge me.)
cuz i'm drunk..........

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Good stuff, Maynard. I thought that was too cool. But ...

" No, no, no, no, I do it no more.
I'm tired of wakin' up on the floor.
No thank you, please.
It only makes me sneeze-
And then it makes it hard to find the door."
by Richard Starkey ("The No-No Song")

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