NyQuil & cigarettes

Sick as a dog
sound like a frog
to the bed your head does call
the magical drink
you dont stop to think
the coma aroma fall
smell of smoke
makes you choke
a mixture you cant refuse
a puff of the stoge
a gulp of the robe
"lights out" says the brain of you
NyQuil NyQuil
stoggie cigarette boge
sleep in peace
to ruin your sheets
feel the burn in your throat
take a swig
take off your wig
your off on your own dream boat