L.S.D stitch, here's my trip

LSD stitch,
Here's my ‘trip’

Sitting at my mates kicking back,
Smoking buckets,
Toots and rockets.
Till our eyes were red and sore,
Sat in there sockets.
Got a rank taste in my mouth,
So my ‘mate’s,
Gabe me a taster,
Of 3 drops,
The last of his vial of mouthwash.
20 mins later asking if I was ok,
Not tripping in any way.
‘’Na I’m fine,
Just feel stoned'',
‘’Oh,
Cos we just stitched you up,
 on liquid L.S.D’’
‘’Well it ain’t working,
But I can’t feel my feet''

Next thing I know,
I’m on the way to our closest town,
going into blockbuster,
And a crazy mad kebab.
I went into blockbusters,
With my best mates purse.
Thought the staff were looking at me,
Thinking I’d nicked from heher.i picked the film up,
And nervously made my way to the till,
Panicked,
Slammed the money on the side,
And ran out of the shop,
Jumped in the car and shouted ‘’DRIVE'',
As I thought they were calling the old bill! 
But I was just tripping,
I just wanted to hide!
Kebab shop next,
And was hallucinating inside.
Fans shadows on the ceiling,
Lights and sounds from the fruity beeping.
Just wanted out of there,
Back to the safety of the car,
To try and take control,
 of how I was feeling.
Half way back,
And my mobile rings,
MY COPPER OF A MUM calling.
Tripping balls,
I answered to her,
Shouting and screaming, 
Get home now,
Your grounded this evening!
Every 5 seconds looking in the mirror,
1 second normal,
To look back with the mirror melting,
And red lights in front that seem to quiver. Back to the mirror and I’m straight again,
To look back to see,
Unbelievably 
A car full of illegal aliens.
On,
Off,
On,
Off.
Continually,
Until we pulled up on my drive,
Rather nervously.
As my friend wasn’t high,
And just in case,
Cautiously,
I asked her fortunately inside. 
I thought my mum had found out,
I was tripping and grounding me for life!
It was luckily about the night before,
But above my mums head,
I was distracted,
By our clocks type of pendulumally,
And each answer came out,
More like a keening sound,
Unable to observe.
My best friend stepped in each time and saved me,
As.my mum just thought I.was drunk,
And been smoking some skunk.
Then another phone call came.
My bosses asking if I was still able to chaperone,
Their 11 year olds birthday.
Obviously  I said yes,
But rather reluctantly.
Luckily my trip was ending,
In the middle of this nightmare of a party.
Home time finally and straight off to my bed.
To awaken the next day,
And be completely normal,
No more tripping or wavy walls.
No more bright lights and the weirdest o thoughts.
Just made it back to terra firma,
That’s why I’m here to report,
Being stitched up on L.S.D,
To teach you not to take a vial of mouthwash,
No matter if there’s documents to support.
Trust me,
Get out of there,
Mission abort.
Mushrooms on the other hand,
I love that psychedelic sort....