Mad About Bad Chad

body am owner
no longer are a loaner
became body donor

what would make me mad
cheated counting hanging chad
which we knew was bad

hard been hard to bare
chiropractor met my prayer
now can climb each stair

my back has an arch
now stand straight when we march
in clothes is much starch

hurt from head to feet
to adjust he did repeat
my pain did deplete

back was out of line
adjusted back which is mine
now am feeling fine
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