He takes a piece of white powder and gently caresses it via dastardly bank link card
‘Til placing it immediately in line with this particularly needy aside rather nocturnal nose of his
This will be preposterous, downright manic, all kinds of ludicrous on high-octane wheels
Aimless, hopeless, other bodies lie lifeless, altogether sadly, yearningly, nearby, having already seriously o.d.’d for their hurting worth
Momentarily freed, if you might like to only suppose
And he begins to lower his addled head, grabs a deep deepened breath to cause said powder to rise
Like crazy golddust
Sniffs the taste in sudden haste
Finally, bad times disguised by all that’s fleetingly right with the world

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