| O Y S T E R B O Y R E V I E W 9 | ||
| P S A L M O F S I C K N E S S | ||
| Paul Dilsaver | ||
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Psalm of Sickness Wheeze My Name Animal Clinic |
My doc is my savior, I shall not die. He makes me lie down in white bedsheets. He drains from me stale waters. He restores my cells. He bleeds me in excessive lab work for his bill's sake.
Yea though I crawl toward the vacuum of a freshly dug grave,
Thou preparest a bland tray before me | |
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