How Now
Lowering my elevation
Try to keep from dehydration
Set aside all reservation
Walk on through this fallen nation
Searching for liquid satiation
Ignoring growing frustration
Getting drunk with no libation
Knowing not my place or station
Then another clearing nearing
Sets my heart to beating fearing
Another test I see appearing
It's bovine food that I see leering
Cannot shoot for fear of hearing
Can almost smell the sweet meat searing
Thoughts I'm having slowly queering
Made my choice I'm disappearing
