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Sitting at the dinner table,
Want to eat but I’m not able,
Wearing this strait ‘dinner jacket’,
Doctors say that I’m not stable.
Sucking beverage through a straw,
For I cannot move my jaw,
Doctors think that I will bite,
And they think that I will claw.
I am such a gentle person,
Though they think that I may worsen,
Just because I threaten people,
With my words and with my cursin’.
“Mary had a little lamby,
And she named her lamby, Bambi,”
Bambi was a girl who hurt me,
No! – I think her name was Tammy.
“Hey, hey diddle, cat did piddle,
On the fence, right down the middle,”
There is nothing wrong with me,
I am crazy, just a little.
Time to go back to my cell,
I’m not feeling very well,
All these pills that I am poppin’,
Make me feel like I’m in Hell.
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