| As I was taking classes at the Northhampton Comunity College(good thing they accept ducks, phew!) One of the girls at the school wrote this poem and I think it is just great! "With This Needle I Thee Wed"
So now, little man, your tired of grass;
L.S.D.,Acid, Cocaine, and Hash
When someone pretending to be a true friend
Said, I'll introduce you to Miss Herion
Well honey, before you start fooling with me,
Let me inform you on just how it will be
For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent stronger men than you straight to their graves.
You'd think you could never be such a disgrace.
Then you'll end up addicted to poppy seed waste.
You'll start by inhaling me one afternoon,
Then you'll take me in your arms very soon.
Once I've entered deep down in your veins
The craving will drive you INSANE.
You'll need lots of money (have you been
told?)
For darling, I'm much more expensive than gold.
You'll swindle your mother for less than a buck.
You'll end up an animal, vile and corrupt.
You'll beg and you'll steal for a narcotic charm
And only feel content when I'm deep in your arm.
One day you'll realize the monster you've grown,
And solemnly promise to leave me alone.
If you think you have the magical knack,
Honey, Just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your guts in a knot
The jangling nerves screaming, for just one more
shot
The hot chills, the cold sweats, the withdrawal
pains,
Can only be eased by my little white grain.
There is no other way and no need to look
For deep down inside, you'll know you are hooked,
You'll desparatly run to the pusher and then
You'll welcome me back to your veins once again.
And when you return, as I have foretold,
You'll ultimately give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morale, your conscience, your
heart, and then you'll be mine, till death do us
part. |
