A Poem: Clothes

O clothes that I threw out
When I lost a lot of weight,
Please come back,
The ones I have are now too tight.

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My clothes were once just right,
Before Zyprexa made them tight,
So I wouldn’t take my pills
Regardless of the ills.

I scorned the advice of docs
Said please just let me be,
They really tried to help,
Then called the police on me.

Soon I had no clothes at all,
Just a gown that showed my rear,
My voices raged a raucous laugh,
And filled up my left ear.

I wouldn’t eat their food,
And refused to take the meds,
And I really lost some weight,
Tied down to a psych ward bed.

Finally, I figured out,
That taking meds was great,
My symptoms finally let up,
And I began to clean my plate.

Now I take my Zyprexa,
But again my clothes don’t fit,
I had to, had to, buy some new ones,
And my docs don’t give a…poo.

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I went from my normal eight of 140-150 and spiked to 175 on zyprexa!