Caffeine and Mary Jane
Are making love at last
While Lilac Wine, fresh as the vine
Washes away our past
And darling shapes and sizes
Coalesce with tiger-force
And as bad as things have become
They could still be worse
So drink to Christ's sure coming
Or your own indecision
Because you should be doing something else
But you just can't catch the vision
Then let the caffeine fuel your fever
Let the wine cool your blood
And let Mary Jane, dear friend of fools
Do just what she does