From the Archives: Poetry

One of my great literary pieces, circa 1996:

               [druggy]

     i could be a cocaine junky
               in need of my fix
     i could be a heroin addict
                    shooting up for kicks

     i could be a teahead
               smoking up some grass
     and when it comes to amphetemines
                    you know i'll have to pass

     no lsd in my body
          no morphine through my veins
     not even caffeine
          to give me withdrawl pains

     i don't use tobacco
          i drink no alcohol
     When it comes to drugs
          i shun nearly all

     ah! but 7-11 sells the drug
          from which I can't break free
     the icy smooth concoction
          that they call a slurpee

     please don't worry about me
          i use my drug with ease
     'cause i know the only side effect
          is a headache called brain freeze