a familiar laugh brings me back into the loop
and I fall down dead, her breast a pillow for my head
today is not my day, for in the old places I still play
if only I could rhyme it away
and travel the fine road with the toll payed
.......enter the drunk mice
"We are proud mice with heavy hearts
unto this we drown our sorrow.
For it is one beer two
a bottle of wine,
saturate brains with rye grains and thyme.
For fuel, but what else, we rely upon
a mixture of two carbon, oxygen double bond."
C2H6O