BLAME IT ON THE NYQUIL

A time to turn sickness into silliness,
do things utterly insane
totally lacking any reason whatsoever.

And when everyone thinks your nuts,
just blame it on the Nyquil.
Let the light of creativity
truly shine into those dull and boring moments,
bound to bring a laugh
even if it doesn’t cure the flu.

But what better time to do the unpredictable,
make the world appear upside down,
find so many things to do
that you might have otherwise
been to worried to try.

Can’t hurt and might get so many
really anxious for your recovery,
as long as they don’t hide your cough syrup.

So come on call that cable customer service line,
make up some phony life story,
talk to some sales clerk at a store
ramble endless over dribble
while he listens in hopes of a sale,
then fake some emergency,
leave with him just scratching his head.

Might not get rid of your cold,
yet could help add some joy to the blues.