POEM: Nurse Mother Overlord

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Here comes the Nurse Mother

Don’t be frightened of her

She might be part robot

But her needles cannot harm you

For she spans intangible craters

Of spatial dimensions

She’ll come to you gently

As you writhe from the fear

Of your Dengue Fever

You body like two angry gyroscopes

Attacking one another

She’ll offer you her breast:

An endless font

Of mushroom noodle soup

But don’t drink if you’re not ready

Who knows?

You might even get better

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