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At the behest of the druid
Camped in my vicinity
I analyse and sanitise the fluid
Whose viscosity flatters the dignity and sanity

Whose circumference and impedance
Exceeds the threshold
I set for the reactance and insistence
Meant to withhold

Uncontrolled leakage of hatred
Unleashed with total abandon
With any venom spread and shred
By the lunatic don

Who concocted and fabricated
A subterfuge in a bid to enslave
My mind in a desiccated
Prison where as a slave 

I stand no chance
My freedom to recover
If perchance
I should in the end discover

The secret potion and elixir of perennial youth
In very high demand in top society where it is sought after
By an uncouth tooth
Whose sardonic laughter and chatter

Turns and burns mere mortals into eunuchs
Favoured by head shrinkers
In experiments where spooks
Reveal the mystery longevity thinkers

Vaunt as the new frontier
To life beyond one hundred years
Which wipes off a tear
From faces petrified by fears

Senility runs down spines
Bent in an arc
Reminding folks of evergreen pines
Swaying in the wind when flak

In an overdose torpedoes
Illusion entertains
As the lunatic druid slams doors
Shut to incinerate curtains

Where I cringe
Wince
Disillusions I singe
As sanity detractors give up their losing battle eversince.

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