Morphine Drip

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    Morphine Drip

    We all could use a morphine drip,
    A morphine drip? Yes! a morphine drip,
    We all  could use a morphine drip,
    To get us through the day.

    And if I had a morphine drip,
    A morphine drip? Yes! a morphine drip,
    If I had a morphine drip,
    All my troubles would drip away.

    When I get a morphine drip,
    A morphine drip? Yes! a morphine drip,
    When I get a morphine drip,
    My problems will not stay.

    So bring me back a morphine drip,
    A morphine drip, Please! a morphine drip,
    Bring me back a morphine drip,
    So we can all go out and play.

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    ImStillHere commented on Morphine Drip

    09-09-2010

    haha i loved the rythem in this :) definatly a ten. keep up the great work.
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    Artie commented on Morphine Drip

    10-18-2009

    Wow - you really want a morphine drip. A morphine drip? Yes, he wants a morphine drip - lol
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    am2anangel commented on Morphine Drip

    08-24-2009

    I got a good laugh out of this one. Wouldn't it be nice. I had this going to a tune in my head like the muffin man tune, now in the middle of the night, I'll wonder why the heck I'm singing about a morphine drip. Thank a lot. lol! Good job though.
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    SmileyAngel138 commented on Morphine Drip

    08-24-2009

    i thought this was funny and it had some emotion in it...we sometimes want to not feel any pain...funny and great..def like this one :-)
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    photochick commented on Morphine Drip

    08-24-2009

    wow this is awesome going into my favs so much imagery loved it all the flow is perfect and so is the rhythm perfect 10 in my eyes cant wait to read more of your stuff
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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