Alas, I can remember the days when the ultimate tablet was a bit of blotting paper.
Acid Trip
Willow bark, willow bite
First drug I’ve done tonight
Wish I may, wish I might
Muddle through another night
Ye tiny clots, cumulative contusions
That block the pathways and create confusions
Become as dust dispersing in a river
My willow wand shall banish thee forever.
Strip the willow, set it going
Hold the rhythm, keep it flowing
Ease the valves that stop and start
The secret chambers of my heart
Sing a song of sunshine
Boozy bottoms up
Five and seventy milligrams
Swirling in a cup
When the stuff is swallowed
The traffic starts to flow
And all the little corpuscles
Go marching in a row!
Acid trip, acid trip
Take another little nip
Wish I may, wish I might
Wish again tomorrow night.
Note: the acid involved here is not Lysergic acid diethylamide
but Acetylsalicylic acid. Sorry.
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