Swigging Echinacea

deciding someone is divine
remaining calm, and biding time
does nothing for the appetite
and so I wish I'd seen the danger
oh, but these things tend to take ya
by hook, by crook or by surprise

I'm trying to under-emphasise
the running nose and streaming eyes
so start preparing alibis
because tonight I'd like to date ya
and so I'm swigging echinacea
and I feel better every time

the hour hand moving on to 9
a haze of vodka, beer and wine
and you're performing semaphore and sign
tomorrow I would like to wake up
to your refreshing lack of make up

only one more thing to do

in close proximity to you
suggesting something we could do
but I think you already knew...

and you know what? I think I did, too...

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