Posted by Atticus on July 5, 2005, at 14:47:08
Caterpillar with a hookah
Sittin’, lookin’ blue,
Asks me if I’m a
Wonderland exile, too,
And I have to confess
To him that it’s true,
And I say, “Hey, man,
I’m just as nuts as you,”
So he takes a hit of hash,
Says, “How do you do?”
Offers me a magic mushroom,
Which I take and chew,
We talk about old times
And the little girl who
Once believed in us
But one day outgrew
The need for hidden realms
And started sniffin’ glue,
Moved up to crack and smack,
And never had a clue
That what she really missed
Was the very thing she slew,
Her faith in the fantastic
And what that faith could do,
So I just shrug and grin,
Say it’s time I flew,
And he nods sadly as
I fade amid the dew.
poster:Atticus
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