The one night stand medical man
Makes a quick diagnosis for a lifetime of want.
Needs only run so deep when the surface
Was covered by over-zealous scribes.
The savior is time to look for salvation.
An unread script is the oracle of wisdom
That tells us how to feed a man
And love a man
And drug a man.
What mind have we to make these weeds
Then pluck them half grown,
Claiming the earth would be better off
Without them.
The ground is wine that's poured for thee.
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