Oh my way home, police car pulled me over.
After they left, I puttered out of gas.
´Triple-A´ came, but my card was expired!
I had to walk home, and of course, it rained half the time.
I tried to get some shut-eye, then I was abducted!
They put cold things in my butt.
They sampled a bit of my D.N.A.
They left me on top of my sheets,
I dreamt I went potty, then woke up drenched in me.
I got up to toss my soiled sheets,
the hallway was dark, and I stubbed my big toe.
It was then that I seensed the irony (burning in me),
Then I head a voice say,
"Come sail abord the S.S. Nepenthe!"
I suppose I´m to blame for getting pulled over.
I guess I´m the culprit for running out of gas.
Let´s assume I´m the guy who didn´t pay his ´Triple-A´ fee.
In actuality, I let the zetas probe me.
Yesterday was my fault.
I let negativity get the better of me.
Thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds!
They temporarily set free this quandary.