The different thing that get me feeling crazy (and yes, I did write cwazy deliberately)
Those cans of Red Bull make me cwazy.
But my mind won’t be hazy.
When you hear me talk,
You’ll think, “What the f**k?”
Sleeping with that Martini,
Drives me zany!
But if she makes my heart this way,
Why does my brain take a holiday???
How many E numbers in that chocolate?
Oh no!!! I already had all eight!!!
As the sugar and caffeine drain,
It is now too late for my brain!!
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