Bittersweet Jane
My mind is gone
Here on the couch
Day after day
Hour after hour
Nap after laughter
I am a vegetable
In this grey robe
My hair turns greasy
The phone's too far
But the meal never is
Oh, Jane
You are so bittersweet
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