DRUG MUGS

Drugs are for mugs

Sit round holding your breath

Undo your gastric belt lover

You look a mess

Drugs are for mugs I think

I’ve had enough

I Over stuffed captain birds

eye Like a ruff tough cream

puff

Drugs are for mugs

Fat hamlet on a rotary run

Down skidding towards the

Finish line pissed his pants

To many amotyotoline ants

Under the skin

Drugs are for mugs

Scag down the Irish

Browned up in the corner

Drinking with old men

Wearing black Ralph

Grim reaper

Strip down striptease

Cyanide men

Drugs are for mugs

Little men

Or even little women

In a pig play pen

Teeth Agency 2025