the evening began as a positive swaret
and my abode was 4-2-0 g. but little did i know that in the very next apartment
there'd be trouble on the brew for me!
ubiquitous i wish i could be
because the clock cuts short my own day!
one hundred things to do before i rest my sore ass
upon the cushion that supports my array!
slip you a tip. you'd best stay away from 4-2-1. trouble!
so get high the green way. so get by the green way.yes!
i knocked upon their door
in hopes of bidding them their welcome
and instead i was caught by an eye. his pupil was wide open
kinda like a liquor barn at 3:00. it was indoubadoubly dose derived. it was then that they took me
and shined their light between my eyes. he said what are ya new?