Vin Mariani from Milhouse by English Majors

I was ever so weary
I was feeling blue
I’d lost my vigor
Didn’t know what to do
In my darkest hour
With nowhere to go
I read a message
From Pope Leo
There’s a magic elixir
From a chemist in France
That could wake up the dead
And get them to dance
I went to the druggist
Without any delay
My smile’s a beacon
Haven’t slept in 3 days

Vin Mariani
For all those immunodeficient
Vin Mariani
When prayer is insufficient

One glass in the morning
When I’m feeling rough
Two glasses at dinner
There’s never enough
I’m a better worker
I feel closer to God
I’m his purest vessel
That might sound odd
I’ve been talking in circles
I’m running through walls
Tried to fly out a window
Was a three story fall
My heart chugs like a train
up the highest mountain
My cup runneth over
From youth’s fountain

Vin Mariani
Pour a glass for your children
Tastes so much better
Than transubstantiation

• Experimental
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