From a cherry to a pinto bean,
From an almond to a pea—
I watch the numbers fall,
the nodules fade,
the poison do its sacred burn.
Shrink.
Dissolve.
Disappear.
Your're disssolving,
Youu should never have thought that I play.
Go Away
And don’t come back
another day.
Third Act With Pattie 
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