Spiked drink

 I don’t know who it was, but

Some f*****g dick,

Spiked me bleeding drink.

Some warped, audacious,

Twisted little git,

Went and spiked me f*****g

Drink!

Yeah –

Whether it was an E,

Or a trip, it done the

Bloody trick –

See –

We were at a dance,

Having a laugh,

Flirting with bird’s

Trying to dance,

When –

I needed a breather,

To catch me breath

I reached for my drink

And took three sips,

Went back to me mates

Proceeded to dance

Within ten minutes, I

Was in a stupefied trance –

I lost my bearings

Slipped on the floor

Crashed to base level

And crawled to the bogs.

Threw up real severe,

In the blocked up latrine

The smell was foul,

Disgusting, obscene,

People stepped over me

So that they could pee,

The place was spinning

I was in a hallucinatory

Reverie –

 

Once my guts had

Been ejected, I managed

To turn,

And crawl out of the bogs,

Gagging for light,

My hands and knees were

Covered,

In sick, s**t and

Flem, I needed to get

Out of there, I was desperate

For fresh air…

But it was too much of an

Effort, cos my knees kept

Giving way, I slouched against

A wall, sweaty in a state,

And what pissed me off

The most, as I was so out of

Control, was that

An ex-girlfriend was there

Looking real well,

Her hair was impeccable

Her style was pure grace,

She looked in my direction

Saw the puke down me face,

And her first initial smile

Evaporated into a frown,

Once again I’d confirmed

That I was fucked up clown.