30.

When I told you I was now a vegetarian

The voice of 1,000 cigarettes suggested

I would be hit by a bus.

And when we climbed through the window

To find a bed for the night

My friend whispered, Why aren’t we using the front door?

I never know, I whispered back, Just play along.

Sleep of the innocent won’t be interrupted

If it doesn’t know.

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