8This is open to interpretation. Enjoy!
I came, I saw, I backed away,
Leaving dreams behind,
Drinking foolish waters that
Play havoc on the mind.
Dancing out and turning back,
Waltzing with the throng,
Twirling flaming torches that
Made melody of song.
Scripture-ing amongst the walls—
A diamond in the rough—
Shrieking 'round the porcelain hands
With silky satin cuffs.
I came, I saw, I backed away,
And left that dream behind,
For it was never more than that:
A plague upon the mind.