Young and foolish, a step from the mistake of a life time.

Author Note: This poem is the drug influenced world of singer and groupie a like, younger now than ever before. Many references to drug and the child hood correlation of storybook.

Warning: The author has noted that this contains strong language.

Don't you know that I am just a man

who walks from space to time

I do not give a damn about yours and mine



A lingering thought passes me as I reach for the wine

it is the comfort that I seek in this nursery rhyme



oh, "wicked witch of the east"

how do you

do me well



From golden locks of Mother Goose

I find a living Hell

A knight from Arthur's court

came and stole you from me



Now, Puff and his dragon

drive me from see to sea



Clever words written long ago

I chased the rabbit

Fell in the long dark hole

leads to the scrawny thief

of habit



Ask Alice

I think she knows

from short to tall

a pill goes



Satin sheets gather

in the bedroom

loving words

whispered in my ear



She is the result

of the wine drank

the pills taken down



Head is still

spinning as

she leaves

for another town



Singer in the band

smiles at young breasts bared

Tries to sing

forgets the words

but nobody cared



Little red

riding hood

had this wolf

for dinner



White horse

come in the picture

from a burning sand



Gathers up my angel

taking her to a special hell

Off her steed

and silver slivers

both she and I fell



Mind clear now

tales of nursery gone

Walk away

just can't sing

another song



Some how

the words

turned weaker

all the drugs are gone