• The meeting starts
    With the people so frail
    The interrupting cough
    My face begins to pale

    "Who has a problem?"
    The question arose
    I rose my my hand
    The problem exposed

    "Yes, my dear
    What do you have to say?"
    I began to stand
    With a smile so gay

    My smile was so big
    I opened my mouth
    And i Begin to say
    "Pretzels"
    Their eyes went south

    "The taste is nasty
    With the salt and the crunch
    I need something
    With a bit of a punch"

    "Excuse me miss"
    He looked at me
    "This has nothing
    With the problem, you see"

    I sat back down
    And began to listen
    "Throw the bag away"
    My eyes glistened

    In such amazement
    I jumped up and down
    Who would of thought
    I looked like a clown

    "Plus, this is A.A."
    At that, i smiled
    Cause I knew it was
    My plan was wild

    "You are dismissed"
    I got up and walked
    To my parents car
    Where they began to talk

    "Why are you here?
    The meeting is still going
    What did they say?
    What is your knowing?"

    I replied simple
    "They let me go
    My problem isn't solved
    In this place to undergo

    They told me
    To throw it away
    And let me go
    On my way"