Why, tho' Wine is my Saqi, do I yet drink tears?
I haven't been 'Sectioned' these many years
Must, in Caritas, Christ, thou sore conflicted,
Madder my lips thy worse afflicted?
Thy Rock a Scandal by Common Report
Am I thy Peter of Peer Support?
That, my first morning in the mental ward
That, my first morning in the mental ward
I saw Angels braver than the Lord.
Envoi-
This, thy prothalamion, midons, sows a patripassian scion
So Peace have a Prince, let Bedlam widow Zion.
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