Don't you see?
Poets who wager they’re solid
Solitary figures commuting
With their souls should take
A serious look at themselves
And board the first tram to Bedlam;
I did and it worked wonders—
Now all I have to do is convince you,
Myself and I--or should that I be me--?
To invest in a return ticket,
But only should all of us agree.
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