My Perfect Woman
I recently met my perfect woman.
We came together in a mental health sanitarium.
Both being certifiably crazy, it was a match made in heaven,
but today presently my perfect woman is gone.
After receiving mass doses of medication,
I realized that our relationship was but a delusion.
It turns out that my perfect woman was an hallucination.
I plan on discontinuing my medication
because I miss her dearly and want to see her again.
Such is the quandary of an obvious mad man.
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2011
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