Miss Heroin, ~beautiful poem about addiction Options

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<<<<<<<DON'T FALL INTO HER CHARM>>>>>>>>


SO NOW LITTLE MAN you've grown tired of grass,
LSD acid, Cocaine and Hash;
And someone pretending to be a true friend
Said, "I'll introduce you today to Miss Heroin."
Well, Honey, before you start fooling with me,
just let me inform you of how it will be
For I will seduce you and make you my slave,
I've sent for men stronger than you to the grave.
And once I have entered deep down in your veins,
You'll need lots of mnoey (as you have been told)
For, darling, I'm much more expensive than gold.
You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck
You'll turn into something both vile and corrupt.
You'll mug, you'll steal for my narcotic charm
And feel warm and content when I'm in your arm.

THE DAY YOU realize the monster you've grown,
You'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.
And if you think you've got a mystical knack
Then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your gut in a knot,
The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot;
The hot chills, the cold sweat, the withdrawal pains
Can only be solved by my little white grains.
For there's no other way, and there's no need to look
For deep down inside you'll know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pusher and then,
Welcome me back to your arms once again.
And then you'll return (just as I foretold)
I know you will give me your body and soul;
You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart,
And you will be mine TILL DEATH DO US PART.


Miss Heroin
by Clovelle McKelvey and Others,
Students at St. Mary of Euphrasia,
Villa Loretto,
Peekskille, N.Y.