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Just the 2 of us.....

Poetry By: Shane P

A poem about someones adventure to the funny farm

Submitted:Mar 4, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

I'm met by men wearing long white coats;

Who have a faraway look in their eye,

They don't look happy nor do they look sad,

Doing a job with no sense of pride,


This jacket I'm wearing is not very cozy;

My hands are wrapped around my back,

I can't wait to get in my hotel room,

And my belongings I get to unpack,


I'm escorted down halls with bright white walls,

There's an unusual smell in the air,

It's not a nice odour or charming aroma,

It's a mix of decay and despair,


I'm taken to my room (also known as a cell)

And behind them they lock the door,

"What a delightful little place" I think to myself....

It's got padded walls and floor,


I looked at my friend and he looked at me,

And in a rehearsed manner we both said.....

"If there's two of us and we're sharing a room"

Why is there only one bed?


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