To the Dull Prohibitionist

If you like a drink

You’ll like a smoke

and a line of coke won’t hurt you

to enjoy the fruits of the cocoa tree

should be seen as a heavenly virtue.

Heroine should be perscribed

for pain

both physical and existential

and other stuff

the staff of dreams

is still experimental

Alcohol just gives a clue

to where intoxicants can take you

so raise your glass till you’ve had enough

To sniff and puff till your happy

rail against this dull prohibition

and the beige stockinged bores up against you

then tread upon the pleasured path

and let these gifts from God elate you