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Hit Me Chief

Hit Me Chief

Medication time..

Get these sheep asses in line..
Herd the numbed masses
into their cubicles
for their daily pharmaceuticals
to keep them level set..

The sick irony of it all
is that
the keepers
of this madhouse
are crazier
than the committed inhabitants
trapped within

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