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returning to st annsi returned to st Ann's today the hall was painted white there were skeletons in the cupboards and all the lights were bright the psychiatrist was turning cartwheels and the staff were on the phone the patients were all seasick and wanted to go home there were forks upon the tables and whiskey in a jar the clock was striking thirteen and the food was all for sale the squirrels were running riot there was music in the halls the toilets were all exits and the entrances were barred the trust had all gone bankrupt and there were camels in the yard the cars were all parked vacant and the staff were all adrift the sandbanks was all frozen and studland was a mess and a doctor was asking everyone have you seen my vest the dope was on the table and the drugs were sealed up tight then a figure who looked like Jesus asked would you like a room for the night Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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