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The doctors make me think I'm sick,
But I know that I'm okay.
They fill me with their poison that
I know I think I need.

Take one with breakfast.
Take two around noon.
Three more to kill the craving,
And something else to get to sleep.

A couple more of these and I'll be dead soon.

I need this poppy flower power.
I need to feel good.