Who says you can`t learn Anything from sleep apnia And midnight choking? I hear a black lesbian Sing a Leonard Cohen song That`s about his feelings For his lady love. The sonic tones Of her version Sings me the difference Between male and female homosexuality And Leonard`s oh so straight Heterosexual version. I hear Janis and her Big Brothers Jamming wildly Zappaesque Blues, jazz, group solos That, though I`m straight, Blows my mind all over the place. All great stuff to carry When I next share Dementia tales and Heaven vision tales With my nursing home gang. What was I dreaming When my last choking Cub Scout Den Six woke me Rip Van Winkle up? It`s weird, but so many fun Images are rewarded me When my eyes open. Still, I wouldn`t wish the diseases On my most mean spirited critic. My bizarre life ain`t for wimps.