Oxygen Tent

May the Lord please circumvent. My new abode, an oxygen tent. Of course, I won't pay any rent. Illusions going heaven sent. Manifest a daily toast. Inhaling just a legal dose. Believing its just the most. What! you mean Depart my cave? Don,t you know I,m well behaved? If E>T> was humane he,d have it made. Friends outside my tent would wave. Inside i,d try with all my might. To get higher than a kite. Please wear no frown. My feet are firmly on the tent ground. I would work with little rest. May these inventions please be blessed. Deductions that fit your taxes. City jobs not needing license. Little pills, a cure for all. All while causing no withdraw. Paten-leather sandals with suction soles. As sleep walkers up tall buildings goes. Nite-caps with pipped hair-pins. Protecting sleep walkers from crisp winds. Comfort cloths pins that fit your nose. Sprinkled with extra-strength no-dose. Printing press that dollars churn-out. Glowing candles that never burn-out. Oh, You know the list is endless. So please remember who your friend is. Before I sign-off, may I say. Have yourself a very, very merry day. God Bless!