Below the horror sleeps

Below the horror sleeps my weekly pizza

I get peacefulness when I tell the DJ to put on some pianissimos while I rock myself to sleep & you watch through the peephole

When I feel like a snot nosed child, I revert to my cave & use my poetry as the town's only available pediatrician

If music does some unlicensed practicing to help with the healing, there's no medical association penalties, for the mad scientist is an unstoppable piecework

Frankenstein ain't got nothing on me, for I put together this masterpiece

There's no need to harm peoples because I'd rather sail the sea like James & the Giant Peach or broadcast my playhouse on T.V. while we have fun and do silly things like Peewee

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