instead of indulging in drugs
so the ultimate intimate drug
should happen BEHIND closed doors
and tony blair will help 
and not on a grassy
knoll in Radnorshire where merrie
as they hold hands in …
widow’s woo the passing drivers
on a Full Moon night
after a meal of sausage
cooked from a Knighton recipe
like the school dinners puke
served by unattractive overweight wimmin
who weren’t all bad in
a fuzzy blurry drunken haze
or stone cold sober when
it was a dark night
and the sap had risen
and was leaking out of
an unsealed , nonreturnable , stopcock valve