Animal Crackers
Contributed by
JPMcMillan
on
Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 02:51:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I decide on the liquor,
To make me quicker,
But, the Triple Sec's still full.
Then diguise in a breeze,
That makes me sneeze,
Until they collect my stool.
Now, the word is in,
It's not the Gin,
The test reveals a fault.
My blood is wrong,
A familiar song,
But, diagnosis will not halt.
So, i'll fill my cup,
And pet my pup,
It's what they always do.
For, time won't change,
It will just rearrange,
My location in the zoo.
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