For the one they had called “Snuggles”.

whispered you a secret
dearest little teddy
poltergiest of a narcotic’s loving
shadow of a drunken pleasure
could i come again under the window
reaching up and stumbling back down
wishing not to be a sideline stander
stand by your side
hold up your smile
you can have what you want
and i will hum hallelujah
on my merry drunken way
home through the cool rain
not feeling a drop
just feeling the ecstasy you impose

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