Poem -

FucKing with my mind

FucKing with my mind

Popcorn is fUckInG 

With my mind

Each kernel telling the truth 

Pop is the sounD 

When the debt collector 

Comes to collect the deBt 

The automobile and house

"I'm here to collect" 

Sooner or later 

In the hospital 

So much for the waiver... 

When there's no more sound

Not even a kernel of truth 

Not even the colonel of KF see

You might administer the drug within me 

Because there's no more truth 

Anymore here in this ol' town 

This little ol' town 

Shut down by the troops 

Something is fuCkiNg 

With my...

It ain't the truth of kernel 

Or the kernel of truth 

It's popcorn fuCking with my 

My mind; pOP 

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