I laughed aloud at a drunk man
However, she thought I laughed at her
It was too late to explain
So on she came and came
She thought I laughed at her
She wanted repayment – she took it
And it was too late to explain
She offered up her blanket
She too gave and want, she took it
My love the while beside me
She offered up her blanket
I thought I better check my company
My love the while beside me
Called her to her side
She blushed to know my company
And the rules by which to abide
I laughed aloud at a drunk man
My love the while beside me
But she came and came and came
And now all three of us are guilty
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A/N:
Prescient branch predictions from a chemically enhanced waking dream state. One foot in and one foot out of the sleeping pool. Fog. Mist. Shroud. Clarity. Burning.
Beep.
-DarthPadre
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