Nuts
am i really cracking up my "dear"
a mental institute for me i "fear"
it must be a really nice place
your just a number,not a face
they put you there when you stray
it's somewhere for you to hide away
there you can't do any harm
pumping DRUGS to keep you calm!
Copyright © Jennifer Smith | Year Posted 2005
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