Carbon

I'm shouting out "Hava Nagila"
While tossing back a 5th of tequila
Before I proceed to vomit all over your ground.
It is to me
and always will be
such a magically reminiscent sound
I tilt my head to the stars in the sky
Wave my hand as if to say "hi"
They always sparkle down such an queer reply.
We cant wait to actually apply your carbon when you die.