I woke up and there were
rats on my head,
I tripped over my cat,
as I got out of bed.
I let out as gasp,
as I fell to the floor,
I sat on my health vial,
and crashed into the door.

My belt got caught in a window,
It then broke my trance,
I went to monk training,
but had on no pants.
I tried to tattoo,
a shield on my head,
but I happened to sneeze,
a cow went there instead.

I fell into a river,
my panties moved on,
I looked into my backpack,
my gold was gone.
My sandwich was old,
by at least fifty years,
I walked into Cyrene,
and was greeted with sneers.

My towel was dirty,
my nose started to bleed,
this day was so lovely,
what else did it need?
My herbs were mismatched
oh this did I dread,
when I was paralyzed,
I cured transfixion instead.

I walked into a bar,
and fell off the chairs,
I tried to then leave,
but fell down the stairs.
I looked at the crowd,
as I turned towards the door,
"From this day forward,
I'm drinking no more!"


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Daedalan, in the year 601 AF.