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The Philosopher Stoned
He was looking for the Philosopher Stone
He tried everything
Iron, tin, lead, zinc..
And his metal of choice, mercury.
But the results pretty muchs always nill,
Dove him crazy.
So one day, while musing,
Deep in thoughts
He came across the Cock and Bull
Decided to go in for a nice serving
Of mutton stew
And a brew or two.
His stomach replenished
Yet not quite content
He headed for Gertha's Lair.
Seeing how perturbed he looked
She prepared a special blend
Of herbs and weeds
And while they sat and talked
He got pleasantly stoned.
He tried everything
Iron, tin, lead, zinc..
And his metal of choice, mercury.
But the results pretty muchs always nill,
Dove him crazy.
So one day, while musing,
Deep in thoughts
He came across the Cock and Bull
Decided to go in for a nice serving
Of mutton stew
And a brew or two.
His stomach replenished
Yet not quite content
He headed for Gertha's Lair.
Seeing how perturbed he looked
She prepared a special blend
Of herbs and weeds
And while they sat and talked
He got pleasantly stoned.
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