Oh woman
I’m so weak
I’m so troubled
my brain needs
another tweak
submerge my mind
back in those alcoholic
bubbles
so whipped I am
pour me another
drink
so I can think
and not lose the rest
of my marbles
my courage comes
from this bottle
of mine
but all I have left
of my manliness
is one thin dime
play me my childish
non sequitur
nursery rhyme
in the key of rock and roll
to
fill my soul
wind blows on the
tinkling patio chimes
I bought them from the local
five and dime
best deal I ever got
makes
my ears tingle fine
sounds so beautiful
resting on this
cozy old secluded
patio of mine
time to forget
already forgot
my name
its
party time
until
the
end of time
it’s all the
same
to Mr..
mojo
sittin’ up
there high
on my shoulder
sucking up my
beer with a long straw
like a
blood sucking mosquito.
