Aldo Kraas

Rookie (July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

Cuckoo's Nest - Poem by Aldo Kraas

I been twice in two months
In the cuckoo's nest
Is not a fun place to be
But when you are sick with depression this is the place to be
Cuckoo's nest
Is a boring place
There is a Tv
And a bed for you to sleep
There is not much going on through the day
When I am at the cuckoo's nest
I have to wait for my meals
Is not like being at home
That you can just wake up and go to the fridge
And grab something to eat right away
I can wear my clothes on
But I can't have my belt in my pants
No metal cans or glass bottles are allowed to be brought in
If I bring in any drink has to be brought in a plastic bottle
My shaving gear I can't have with me
It has to be given to the nurse
And every time I need it
I have to go and ask for it
When time for the medication comes
I got to go to the nurse station
To get my pills
At home they are there
And I can just take it
It is much better at home than the cuckoo's nest
I hope that I don't come back
To the cuckoo's nest another time
Because I had enough of that place
At the cuckoo's nest the food is nothing like home
Bye bye cuckoo's nest for now
Cuckoo's nest
Cuckoo's nest
Cuckoo's nest
Cuckoo's nest
Cucoo's nest
At the cuckoo's nest there is a shrink that comes and talk to you about your problems
That is a good thing
Cuckoo's nest
Cuckoo's nest
Cuckoo's nest

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  • (7/14/2014 8:46:00 AM) this was a very interesting write....hopefully you never have to go there again..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 5, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 12, 2010

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