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                                                        for Nancy Reagan

I used to stuff my face with candy

when I was a little boy,

couldn’t cop enough Mary Janes,

would kill for an Almond Joy.

Then I graduated to the Real Thing – Coke.

I was popping five cans a day,

plopping my dimes down on the counter

under caffeine and sugar’s sway.

Now I’m hooked on heroin,

am little more than a thug.

Wish I’d known then what I know now –

that sugar is the gateway drug.