I went to his door
After doing a bit of a crazy thing
My Doc told me this man could settle
my brain and it's loose spring
Was some kind of psychiatrist
But after reading the words beheld
on that door,
I must admit- from that building I tore!
Copyright © Amy Green | Year Posted 2010
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