Visitors Poem by George Samuel

Life is a trick
Don't be a trigger freak
Just to make another sick
Pretending to be cool and quick
Or playing hid and seek
When the truth will someday lick
No matter how late even at your peak
So be calm and meek
You can only be a little bit thick
Not beyond your normal gig
Bit a mouthful of fig
So your mode may always be psych
With a little of your own drink
Else you get drunk and shrink
Before you even blink
As you try to hit the bricks
Keep running don't be weak
And be man enough to break your jinks
Before another use your ink
That you find your pieces too worthless to pick