Psimon Posted May 28, 2003 Report Posted May 28, 2003 A reformed man - A sad case Pt II **************************** It seems a long time ago that I first came to this place and the doctors and nurses all seemed more than a little scary But I've grown, both as a person within and the boy that stood there that day is no more. Now I am a man. You see, I had a terrible disease, horrible it was. I couldn't stop rhyming... ugh! to even say the word sends me into convulsions. But I'm better now. Thanks to all the hard work that my doctors and nurses put in. Cured. And I'm so pleased to be sitting here before the review board today, having been given an opportunity to speak. Yes, I'm quite proud of my achievements to date. There's even talk of using my case as a role model for similar treatments. That would be quite special. Quite special indeed. And so I sit before you now and ask that you remember how I came to you so long ago and now I'm cured, prepared to go. What! No, no! You are mistaken! I won't sit down! I can't stop shakin'. I didn't rhyme then, don't you see? It was the guard, it was not me! No! Don't take me back to that cell, consign me to the white, cold hell that greets my eyes when I awake, to take my pills and start to shake. Oh no. I can't believe it's true, I thought the light had broken through but now I see I'm just as sick as when I came here. Brick by brick I built the walls around my heart and hoped the rhymes would not then start to leak between the bricks and mortar. Looks like time is getting shorter. Yes, I think I'd better go now take my pills and stop the flow now Yes, bend down and touch my toes now guess that's just the way it goes now.........
smallscale_mind_games Posted May 28, 2003 Report Posted May 28, 2003 A response to both poems: *giggles* I loved them! They were hilarious, with a hint of seriousness! Great!
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