Treasure Island

Niko Tiliopoulos

Nicole - Part 1: The Pill

Yesterday I thought I was dying,
but today I'm still here sighing.

You see, I met this girl in a bar.
She smiled at me and instead of the bill,
she gave me a pill!
and on it was curved a dolphin,
which looked rather elfin.

Anyway, she was out of town and I was really down,
so when she told me with that I could talk to God,
I thought that's an interesting odd.

So I took it... (To her health)

But there is something here, I fear, I miss.
She must have thought I had a death wish,
because it felt like the Devil's kiss.
And the whole Hell broke loose...

Instead of blood I must have had
some toxic juice.
My veins were hurting,
as if they were melting.
I lost my vision, I could not feel,
I couldn't even stand still
or walk,
but I was able to talk.
And in the middle of this shock
my thoughts were all
on a beauty named Nicole.

So I gave her a call... (Oh, dear!)

But the night was running long.
Perhaps what I did was very wrong,
because though what I said was true and nice,
I think she mumbled 'I hate you' twice.

Well, the very next morning,
after a couple of cold showers,
I went and bought her flowers.
(I had to apologise)

And oh! now I realise,
she is really gentle (or maybe mad) ,
for to my surprise
she sent me a postcard!

Believe it or not
hope is the hardest dope.

So though yesterday I was dying,
today I'm still here trying.

Submitted: Saturday, October 07, 2006
Edited: Thursday, October 14, 2010

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