Bacardi with hot water mix
It gives me a feeling of
Over the fence, cricket six

Sour cream & Onion Pringles
It makes me think about the days
When I was single

The music from that boAt
It really makes me float.

Fired clay brick wall
No paint to cover it all.
I wanted it to be that way.
If you think deeper, it has a lot to say.

This is my way to relax.
For which I would pay any amount of tax.

Here I am alone.
Talking to my self
It’s very good
You will understand
When you try yourself

The wind from the open windows
It brings me to sleep without pillows.

OK, it’s time now to sleep
Till the time my next alarm beeps.