If you can buy booze,
And drink your fill,
I certainly can smoke a doob,
And a few more brain cells lose…
What the hell does it matter,
All I do is sit home and on this thing chatter,
And listen to outside noisy clatter,
Why not get high & eat pancake batter…
Only once in a very great while,
Do I smoke a bone & enjoy a buzz,
Hey on my face it does put a smile,
I do what I can, I do what I like,
Leave me alone while I do best what I does…J
Anna
Be happy,
Christine
PS: I'm runnin out of booze. Perhaps you can send me some, and Ma, too, of course. You're makin her drink more than usual these days.
ESPECIALLY WHEN YER BRAIN CELLS ARE BURNT OUT ANYWAYS!
DOOB-BE-DOOB-BE-DO ...
TAKES THE EDGE OFF YEW!
AND FORMS THE WORDS EWE SPEW ...
SO DO YER DOOB-BE-DOOB-BE DO!
ADIEU TO YEW N' EWE ... TK ...