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Helping Them With Theories

Let’s wrap her in tar, they say. Maybe tar will fix it. It doesn’t. Let’s hang her by her waist from an oak tree And pelt her with nerf balls. That might fix her. I am getting tired of their silly ways, But I had volunteered for this experiment So here I stay. Let’s put some leeches on her, one suggests. I have never had leeches, so I sit still for one. But not another. These practicing psychiatrists are irritating me now. Just because they have to develop theories, does not mean I have to be their guinea pig.

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Date: 9/3/2020 8:42:00 PM
I would never never never let anyone put a leech on me, so you are truly brave if that happened to you!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/4/2020 5:44:00 AM
I would lop their heads off with my trusty hatchet first

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