"Hail Drunkard!" By: Eric L.
Hail Lady Golden, full of thineself
Our toasts are with Thee, blessed art thou among harlots
And blessed is the fruit of thy vine Bacchus!
Holy Lady Golden mother of violence, provide for
Us sinners now and until the hour of our deaths. AMEN.
"Smoker’s Prayer" by: Eric L.
Our father, thou art in the nether
Hallowed be thine filters, thy flavor come
Thy boxes be opened on earth as it is in the nether
Give us this day our daily carton and provide us with lighter flame
As we give to those who have given us a light
Bring us to the nicotine and deliver us from cancer. AMEN.
"An Addict's Creed" by: Eric L.
I believe in drugs the almighty high
The creator of heaven ON earth
I believe in the pushers the employees of drug lords
They were conceived by the power of Greed and Poverty
And born of Mistrust and Depravity
They were arrested by the D.E.A.
They went in and out of prison
Finally they landed in rehab
On the third year they were set free and snorted again
They were seated on a pile of cocaine
They will come again with new supply
I believe in the white powders
The gleaming syringes
The pot-pipes and Cannabis leaves
The ineffectiveness of rehab
The pleasures of the body
And the High everlasting. AMEN.
Hail Lady Golden, full of thineself
Our toasts are with Thee, blessed art thou among harlots
And blessed is the fruit of thy vine Bacchus!
Holy Lady Golden mother of violence, provide for
Us sinners now and until the hour of our deaths. AMEN.
"Smoker’s Prayer" by: Eric L.
Our father, thou art in the nether
Hallowed be thine filters, thy flavor come
Thy boxes be opened on earth as it is in the nether
Give us this day our daily carton and provide us with lighter flame
As we give to those who have given us a light
Bring us to the nicotine and deliver us from cancer. AMEN.
"An Addict's Creed" by: Eric L.
I believe in drugs the almighty high
The creator of heaven ON earth
I believe in the pushers the employees of drug lords
They were conceived by the power of Greed and Poverty
And born of Mistrust and Depravity
They were arrested by the D.E.A.
They went in and out of prison
Finally they landed in rehab
On the third year they were set free and snorted again
They were seated on a pile of cocaine
They will come again with new supply
I believe in the white powders
The gleaming syringes
The pot-pipes and Cannabis leaves
The ineffectiveness of rehab
The pleasures of the body
And the High everlasting. AMEN.
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