I woke up this morning, I fell out of bed checked my pulse I wasnt dead there's a pounding in my head I think I may have vomited They took me away last night looks like I put up a fight now I'm staring at the lights why is my skin so white? I was abducted by a gang of angry mimes what they did should be a crime I couldnt see the probe but I felt it enough but at least they wore gloves They put me in a box that wasn't there made me pretend to climb the stairs they were all sitting I couldn't see their chairs and the clothes they made me wear A little striped shirt, a little black beret a dopey flower made of papier mache and they painted a tear drop on my face gave me an accordian to play I was abducted and then tortured and forced to jam cajun music by a gang of angry mimes what they did should be a crime they didn't say much, they weren't chatty they poured imaginary tea I pulled off my escape during the tug of war I poured mime marbles over the mime floor seven mimes went down and then I punched two more then I made myself a door I was abducted and then tortured and forced to jam Cajun music and then after a breif altercation escaped from a gang of angry mimes what they did should be a crime it took a while to get home again because I ran against the wind