now I reside in the quagmire of real -is-state-ness.
perhaps some good blow,
will huff and puff shaggy's house,
far far far from me,
to an other OZ place would be fine.
Cheap 9% alcohol beer shall suffice for now,
but blow me down bro; blow would be so much betterer.
colonic time.....I scoot.
post script: I must have been a bad bad girl to have these vapid insipid songs,
a haunting me. Time for some Karmic Yoga perhaps.