Once upon a time,
he was a shaman for his people,
Now he lay on the pavement,
Shwasted and ossified,
Fossilized and bloached,
Hosed, lampshaded and munted,
Where was he from?
Torqued and turped,
So honkeyed and pished,
He never got sea legs,
Only Scunnered, shellacked, and sea captained,
Thunder hawked, thunder beared,
With the all that thunderbird bottled,
Dancing on the ceiling,
Snuteful, guppard, whaled,
And knackered,
All the meaning,
Written off,
Blitzed, he was full as a tick,
Ginned up and mustached,
Cucumbered and dickard,
Forgotten about,
Plastered, phasered, and paralytic,
The sauce monster,
Shikkered, shnotchered, and soaked,
Drunk as a skunk,
Embalmed, and sloshy,
He lay there,
His fault for sure,
No responsibility,
That store has no liability-