Random poetic none-sense
Slip another in my drink
we enjoy playing our game,
Of ignorance, lying, and dreaming
please pull my strings once again,
Your tongue sweet as sinnamon
rolls words of audible flavor,
Let my ears swallow them whole
your deceitful candied cantor,
Sip this once and I think
why should we keep on searching,
For wisdom, truth, and awakening
please save me from this worry,
A taste as bland as castor oil
dosing with painful verity,
Let my soul heave this away
morsel of life's anxieties,
Rip another from the brink
of needless insanity,
From madness, obsession, and terror
please bring them serenity,
The tearing sound of such violince
orchestrates their liberation,
Let their faces feel the sun
and once again feel elation.
we enjoy playing our game,
Of ignorance, lying, and dreaming
please pull my strings once again,
Your tongue sweet as sinnamon
rolls words of audible flavor,
Let my ears swallow them whole
your deceitful candied cantor,
Sip this once and I think
why should we keep on searching,
For wisdom, truth, and awakening
please save me from this worry,
A taste as bland as castor oil
dosing with painful verity,
Let my soul heave this away
morsel of life's anxieties,
Rip another from the brink
of needless insanity,
From madness, obsession, and terror
please bring them serenity,
The tearing sound of such violince
orchestrates their liberation,
Let their faces feel the sun
and once again feel elation.