On The Way Out?
as Bob Dylan sang,
"Everybody must get stoned."
Screw all the ones who say
that is a bad thing –
hell, EVERY damn thing
is a bad thing!
Get drunk, get naked,
get stoned and get screwed
and get happy.
The rest of the world can go to shit,
but you should go with a smile.
Life seems to be too full of problems
and if we let them
they will beat us down
to where we look like old slippers
been left out on the back porch
for a year of hot and rains,
'til even the dog won't worry them none.
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