T’was the night after the day, which was really bad,
it wasn’t visions of sugarplums that danced through my head,
but visions of bludgeoning my doctor with a fistful of lead.
The pills that he gave me, made me bitter and blue,
Now I cant’ fall asleep and it’s a quarter past two.
By the way, if you want a demonstration of the verb “bludgeon” find the nearest Punch and Judy show.
P. S. Inspiration for this post inspired by the blog Peg-O-Leg’s Rambling.