drink pour drink

lacking love I sink

swimming in the pink

my soul is stretching for the leek

the thing I want I'm doomed to want

if ever id had it, id have at least lost

but never at all not for lack of trying

meany a time offered out to be cried in

any time other its *** or its sin

unlovable or am I looked down upon

some god picked me to frown upon

some life randomly to be shat upon

unneeded my outdated satyricon

Faust verily howbeit parfay

whilom methinks maugre swoopstake

twixt speed and sweven, swink eke teen

mayhap afore alack fore fie

clepe gardyloo thole

whosoever sith wist whereof speed