Sodium Pentothal

"Antics, they spin around, if not careful,
One could land on you, they were as the rain,
And collided with the puddles."
For he was the one on top, so he continued,
"Sometimes they were used as smoke screens,
Sometimes to slow, or even catalyze
Antics were jack-off-all-trades,
But you might be barter short, sometimes they're
Less than obvious and obvious fell far
One usually came after the other, and
They were closer to the paper than the distant trees."

Well, he said, he had something on his chest
He said, "Really, by now this seems best.
And they're really not always so bad."
I took a drink out of my glass, as had he,
The water, was surprisingly fresh
I agreed, and wondered if this was,
Just another one, remembering the
Film on the glass
Everyone used them, even did I?
And this, indeed yes, was one too
Antics, as he said, spin around.