He tried on a straight jacket
It fit so well
Looked so nice
so he never took it off
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PoetryPoetry. Made of: 3/8s of my soul, and maybe some words
Death Looks So Good on You (III)
He tried on a straight jacket
It fit so well
Looked so nice
so he never took it off
