Friday, March 30, 2012

Day 90/366

Tough on Tobacco
The mad band of five,
Who woke up in the forest of doom.
They're a guaranteed good high,
If heard them in a smoky room.

One sings of Love, Love, Love,
While the other fixes his hair,
And then there's the one from Nasik,
And the two clowns who just don't care.

If I haven't already told you,
They're like voices in my head,
If they're playing a gig in town
Just come on down, I say!

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