Riding this horse
Through glens
And dales
being chased
By demons and
Witches that wail.
Being closed down
At very high speed
Now Im thinking
I shouldn’t have
Smoked that ****.
The horse then
Turned into a unicorn,
In my right hand
Appeared a brass horn
I put to my lips and blasted
Out a tune
What was I hearing 99
Red balloons
Still this tune upon
This day
Kept those demons
and witches away.