My phonetics teacher caught my eye
By removing her blouse
Some ladies take pity on our situation
But quickening my pulse
Can cause an irregular palpitation

My doctor said that excitement
Such as my phonetics teacher's breasts
Can cause a reaction that can lead to death
My system has no ability
To withstand stress

And so here i sit, alone
Another friday night
Without the chance to cruise durian avenue
I watch television, listen to music
Wish for inspiration, or death

Could eckankar help?