"Ode To An Energy Drink"

White Willow winds blow and surge
Allowing the Horny Goat Weed to part, the relationship starts
Discover the Acai berry
Last seen cradling Ashwagandha
A feather in your cap, your skull's cap
Leeds to a rhapsodic story
About people who had learned how to sing
Whilst their followers scream, fucking scream

Just pass me the bottle of worthless junk
Hold out your hands and fuse with Crunk
I'll pass you a bottle of spirituous junk
Just enrapturedly unite the holy Crunk

Locked in a metallic cage, a compelling craze, one man's race
Let your lips drink and meet with the Rosaceae that lives with the Tsars
Tastbuds are taken by a mosaic of hybridization, the boss of incorporation

Just pass me the bottle of nugatory junk
Hold out your hands and merge with Crunk
I'll pass you a bottle of vinous junk
Just cosily coalesce the holy Crunk

Those red letter words are just white lies, consume the Crunk and you will fucking fly
The Elixir Bull will never reach the sky, step to the sinthe in your Crunk and you will fly

Sir David of Laley September 2010