Penny for your thoughts
Quarter for your crisis
No, my daughter wasn’t kidnapped by ISIS

She’s insane you see
She’s lost her memory
She won’t get help 
She fucking hates me

She thinks I took her baby 
What left of it there was
She thinks I made her abort it
In the tub

Now she thinks that 
The doctor is telling a tale
She won’t stay off that damn 

So what should we do doc
Pray tell?
She’s had an epiphany 
We’ll just tell her 
She’s going to hell