The first time my blog is featuring a collaboration. I wrote this with Arjun Kanungo in Goa while sipping some hot chocolate and watching the wind and rain slay the coconut trees.
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Cocoa-Nut.
I shouldn't have taken that flight
Because I've ended up spending the night
On top of a coconut tree.
I did it to better my sight, I think,
I did it to better my might, I think,
But got stuck here, unfortunately.
The wind now is not forgiving,
And I've questioned the meaning of living
On top of the coconut tree.
My underwear is tearing,
Yes, the one my bum is wearing
Holding the weight of me.
Oh! How it feels to hang by a thread,
If I was home, I would wet my bed,
But NO, I'm on a coconut tree!
The alcohol went to my head,
Which now just feels like lead
And this is definitely not where I should be.
I really need to get down,
Without tearing more of my nightgown
On top of this coconut tree.
I barely remember how I got here,
Not a lot is really very clear
Except that I need someone to BLOODY RESCUE ME!
