Ode To A Mixed Up Therapist

Poem By Charlie Chaffin

Things taken against our will;
Things taken without our knowledge;
Things taken twice;
Things gone that leave a hole.

taken Things against our will;
taken Things without our knowledge;
taken Things twice;
gone Things that leave a hole.

against taken Things our will;
without taken Things our knowledge;
twice taken Things;
that gone Things leave a hole.

our against taken Things will;
our without taken Things knowledge;
Things twice taken;
leave that gone Things a hole.

will our against taken Things;
knowledge our without taken Things;
taken Things twice;
a leave that gone Things hole.

Things will be taken against our will;
Things without our knowledge will be taken;
Twice taken Things;
To never come back to fill the hole.

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