Clear as a barn yard bell
Woke as a new born pup
Sick as a virgin under a spell
Loose as pennies in a cup
Done as the end of a scroll
Morbid as a clown is crazed
Dumb as a championship bowl
Attached like wings unfazed
I hear your loving blurbs
We both want them to ring true
Unfortunately  like milk curds
My penicillin hates you

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