Medical Acceptance Gate

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I worked for future salary the nightshift in Spalding Street. The respect is worth it. 1.AM at the front gate it had just been sunday night stood this man, tall and twisted back. He spoke loud and said Come out of there that grill on the wall contains a crowd and that twisted shape you call the laundry post reminds me of my origin. Your criss-crossed fences are avenues. Paid for by the NHS, you need it more than the patients for mortgage fees and medical pranks. but you wont fix my quartz chip or repair my broken kind kindness borne of mousey brain twisted with kin of bitter world Vicious dreams of EC1 and lapland girls and green purse with tall and chaste inducements (*?pronounced inductments?*) the porter went to move the man and we got back to practice time but his hands went through the man he was made up of liquid pitch his legs two propeller sticks crisscrossed fence posts were his eyes his mouth red like a twisted reich his mouth like a twisted knife he wreaked of bleach and hospitals he wreaked of bleach and hospitals the porter swears this is true he wreaked of bleach and hospitals the porter swears this is true and drinks too much in his brown and white hut but the thing clings to the acceptance gate the thing clings to the acceptance gate the thing clings to the acceptance gate the thing clings to the medical acceptance gate and nobody says he's seen it It only bounces young MDs we are dedicated to fight disease to fight disease disease disease