Vicodin Sure I Guess So
Vicodin? Sure. I guess so.
Might as well give it a go.
Codeine? Why not.
I am not an astronaut.
The pain is back
And I am mad.
It may be the worst
I’ve ever had.
What about your pills
I ask my Dad.
What are you taking?
Seeing them I’m glad.
Morphine? Sure. Why not? I ask.
I mix them with codeine, in a holiday flask.
I am dead now, due to poisoning myself
Found on Christmas day by a Santa Claus Elf.
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