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Aug 2017
You see you sit in the lounge room watching the TV
And at the right time you
Take your medication
And you watch the program you want and you feel at ease
As the actors are displaying
Their imaginations
While you start to get unknown voices like take your meds
And you will feel like doing 100 things Just like a robot does
Like do your chores
Hang the washing on the line
Cook your meals
Vacuum the carpet
Wash the Lino
Clean the windows
Make your bed
To do the work of these robots
And if you don't do that
You will look like a brain dead zombie bare feet holy jeans
And odd coloured clothing
In a dull grey background
And you have no money
So when you need to go to the dentist you take a panadol
And you go to athena God of Thunder as she pours methane in your mouth to get the ache
From your mouth
And you will feel it healing
Bit by bit little by little
Step by step and side by side
Yeah robots brain dead zombies and the Athena dentist
Medication allows you to show
Your imagination
Written by
johnny georgy brown
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