TOO STONED TO WRITE
I am sitting here just thinking
But my mind keeps wandering off.
No my friend, it wasn't drinking
That was causing me to cough!
I was going to blow your mind,
With such startling revelations,
Of the "other-worldly" kind
When I lost all concentration!
It's an everyday occurrence,
When you live in Mexico.
“ Acapulco Gold” transference,
Makes the brain synapses slow.
I was ready to reveal,
Secrets of the Universe,
When all motor neurons squealed
And my thoughts went in reverse!
So I sat and gazed around
Trying hard to find a trace
Of the musings that I'd found
Nope, still nothing; all erased.
Guess I'll go back to my terrace;
Fire one up, enjoy the night.
I'm not shy and not embarrassed,
I'm just too damn stoned to write!
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