Frightfully cool, as a matter of fact,
as in a midsummer's apple pie a la mode
come down cold chills.
Remind me of when I had thought
I was an alcoholic when I
was living at home goin' to the U of I
and would have just chugged 3 beers and
thrown up time after time it seemed
barhopping on campus
and would get the shudders on
our front porch afterward
thinking about it,
or the brat I had tasted at
the local campus brat house
wondering what wonder was,
why we were blessed with a
Stevie Wonder himself at the time
and if that had anything to
do with Wonderbread?