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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540599" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death of a Therapist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting in a black chair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After a heavy drink</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Hanging from a light fitting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Face down on the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Who killed the therapist? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody is sure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night she left the latch off</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The back door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a twitchy curtain at number 24</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A psychotic son aged 21 and on the run</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cops are looking for</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Was it in the dish she ate at exactly a quarter past eight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had turned an awful shade of green a ghastly sight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or was it in the glass of burgundy she liked to drink at nine</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Did someone tamper with her chicken kievs? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did someone spike her wine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Or did she simply DIE? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">YES DIE Lie DEAD as a dodo for hours on the floor? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No flowers, no wild applauses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just behind the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The coroner had a twitch when he said 'Natural causes'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But still they're looking for</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man called moses who leaves roses for the poor and outside unsuspecting doors</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The curtain twitcher at number24</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A chef called mabel who had a problem with drink and spoke to the shrink, face to face, leaving a gift of fine burgundy wine in a bright<br>yellow case on the side</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A son on the run with a gun who hated his mum and thought the shrink had taken her in, to hide her from him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were they 'Identical twins? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An old man with a dribble and a grudge with an oversized head</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had wished the shrink dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For stealing his fudge and leaving him cold in his bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or casinova Dan tha 'man' she left him for</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who left her lipstick love notes by the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Afraid that she would stalk him kept his bunny by his bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then fled after finishing her off</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Settling the dust of an unsettled score? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mystery remains unsolved</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But much later dead clients were found</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One lying in the laundry basket 'upside down'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A body floating in the swimming pool where she had drowned</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And a cupboard full of strangers hanging up with coats</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marked 'lost and found! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The therapist had been a serial killer for sometime</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some put put it down to ingesting Mabel's 'Toxic wine'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mabel was arrested for her brutal crime</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a shadow of doubt was cast across the jury</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because she always arrived after nine never in time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the wine on the side was not red</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rumour has it she hit her head </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fell back in the chair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slid onto the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And was found face down</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By Mabel who broke down the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All admitted she took fright and quitted the scene in shock</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without calling the cops</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was acquitting found Not Guilty! for knocking her off</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sent to rehab to dry out threw all her licquor out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a shadow of doubt still continues to hang over, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Casanova Dan</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dribbling man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The son on the run with a gun, only 21</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now postman called Fred</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who found mrs P dead at number 24</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And was seen to be dragging a large parcel away from the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q>
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After a heavy drink


Hanging from a light fitting

Face down on the floor


Who killed the therapist? 

Nobody is sure

That night she left the latch off

The back door

There was a twitchy curtain at number 24

A psycho..."></div>
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