The Infusion Institution
You’ll pardon my intrusion
But I’ve come for my infusion
And soon my hair, I’ll be losing
Besides me stopping my Boozing
I’ve come to the conclusion
Sometimes I’ll be snoozing
Or on the Web a cruising
But I still can’t do my Boozing
I came here with the illusion
That your TV, I’d be using
But the drugs have me so confussing
Even more then my former Boozing
I don’t have a large contusion
Or even a small extrusion
But things were much more amusing
Back when I was A Boozing
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