Dr. Williams prescribed me the numbing agent to calm my calamity.
Taken orally as needed when necessary. Repeating momentarily.
The ice cracks and begins the dilution.
Drink like a Mexican, viva revolution.
State of mind bending as the brown starts to fade.
Thicker than the last, this next one will be made.
I'm a pepper, you're a pepper mixed with sour mash.
Create a chapter, preach a rapture, see how long you last.
Alcohol is similar to the pages in your bible.
Exercise to frequently, wrapped around a light pole.
So listen to your doctor, or practice what you preach.
The choice is yours but please be warned; me, you will not teach.
A punk ass kid once exclaimed, "It's people just like you!"
Then out the door my brother came and through the air punk flew.
On the ground began to pound his bible thumping head.
Not everyone believes the bullshit that you all have read.
The ice has slid and hit my teeth, the sound was quit upsetting.
The bottom of this broken glass is great for the bloodletting.
It seems as though the poison flows too deep to stop the slashing.
I scrapped the bone, now no one's home to hear this author laughing.
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