Sugar You Blues

You, always were my arsenic coated sugar pill
Never kissed you once against my will power
Was never enough once the mining fever broke
You were my diamond of Hope in the rough
It was tragic when our canary drew no breath
But my word we really sang that old mop to death
The walls darkened deep water midnight shades
Uncertain words were pawned such is the gypsy trade
Lately I favour burlap sacks am working in a flour mill
Now the pace of this treadmill is doing me harm
By the time I check out I'll be too cold to warm,
Dreaming at night of you, arsenic coated sugar pill
My mind's on mute all the wires withdrawn from play
Irresolutely all so hesitantly
Time to pop the top, my medicine dear if you will
You, always were my arsenic sugar coated pill.

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-02-02 at 20:26

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