In the mental asylum
But he wasn't too happy there
And he noticed
He had an astonishing
Feeling of despair
Until he found the art centre.
In the art centre
He made pictures
Using paints for the first time.
He taught his friends to pray,
For his grandmother,
Bless her heart,
Had taught him how.
After a few days
His caregivers said to him,
"You can go now - you're normal."
"Whooooooooooooooooooopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
More Next Time
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