This writer is again quite high,

Flying with the "burds" in the sky,

Don't ask him why,

In this condition he's as clueless as stir fry...

It's not his fault,

Though he can't blame a wife,

It is all because of in general, life,

But again as to the reason,

He is as clueless as is common table salt...

But, he doesn't drink,

Nor does he of cigarettes smoke,

So he must have "some" form of addiction,

It does cover up for a time,

All his other mental afflictions...