Quatrain of Narcotic Crapulence


Narcotic Crapulence - far too many drugs


I slurred my words just a little,
in search of a nasty
tale,

I wanted to tell my story of
getting high and riding a
whale.

An indelible reason to straddle
blubber without making
sense,

All indications pointed to a mild
overdose, a narcotic
crapulence.


Yorktown Disciple
1999

Order # 1389

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