, ,

if there was champagne on

the ground and one of your

ex wives spilled it

on one of your sons from another

marriage and then it was slippery on

the ground and your legs lifted up

above your head when youà

were doing the charleston on

top of it.  If everyone laughed

would you be rich and

if everyone barfed, would you be poor?

What if your pain was great?  What if

your leather pants got sticky from

the sugary grape juice.