To the center of un-reality,
From life’s uncertainties,
For to find happiness,
Ah to sleep, perchance to scream..
To approach abnormality,
To save the self from fatality,
No thought of morality,
To dream just as a formality..
Screaming from within,
Trying to avoid sin,
Finding it after all to my chagrin,
Must drink of my bathtub gin..
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Thanks,
Dan
Nice one.
Georg
n' homemade bathtub stuff is certainly cheaper than the store-bought.
heck, an occasional escape from reality is probably very therapeutic!
here's lookin' . u Sam === hic !!! TOM.
Someone from outa space got to you...lol!!
Love Tinka