They say a free spirit he was
but I know him to be a slave.
Cause they don't know what writing does
how much he gave and gave
to the twin masters of rhythm and rhyme
to whom he was tethered till the end of time.
and now that I'm older
and perfectly sober
how I behave is a crime.
The world will say I've gone insane
but I am not so sure.
A Milliganous tumor's in my brain
for which there is no cure.
They've tried to learn me better,
they've tried to school me well.
But their effort's in vain
for I cannot refrain
from what we all once were.
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