Oh sweet apothecary
They drugs aren't quick enough
And this blade too dull
To pierce her thick skin
So there she will lay
For I cannot euthanise
In fear I may just cause more pain
Than that which she has learned to bare
Oh sweet apothecary
Thy drugs require speed
For otherwise I will beat her flesh
And break every last bone
So please oh apothecary
Let us take away her misery
For maybe beyond this life
She will find her great calm
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