a new era

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It was not because I was ill
That I choose to take a pill
I thought it would give me a kick
And it actually did the trick
I felt that I was able to fly
Soar like an eagle way up high
Clouds made of marshmallow
Far too big for me to swallow
Distant music playing A cappella
My parachute is just an umbrella
Chitty chitty bang bang by my side
Mary popping's is along for the ride
I'm floating on air lost in space
No longer a part of the human race
Now I actually, really do feel ill
My body crying out for a pill
I thought I would find ecstasy
Sadly, all that I found was misery  
Written by Jon Fisher

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