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  • Away in a madhouse, confined to my bed,
    From visions and nightmares that filled me with dread.
    The doctor has sweetly inserted a probe,
    To sever completely my prefrontal lobe.

    Electroshock therapy, mind-numbing pills:
    They change my behavior to cure all my ills.
    I love the asylum, my own padded cell.
    I'll stay here forever, for outside it's hell!

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  • toradrow777 said:
    Away in a madhouse, confined to my bed,
    From visions and nightmares that filled me with dread.
    The doctor has sweetly inserted a probe,
    To sever completely my prefrontal lobe.

    Electroshock therapy, mind-numbing pills:
    They change my behavior to cure all my ills.
    I love the asylum, my own padded cell.
    I'll stay here forever, for outside it's hell!

    Nice poem mate

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