The men in white are bursting curses down the hall, they say another patient just doodled with pooh. They're calling name and praising mothers, as the claps, snickering and yelling of the interns are suddenly flooding the floor way too soon. They sing and chant as an invitation to celebrate Petey's revenge. They say he taught them a lesson difficult to forget.
"Come on everyone join the club, it's time to celebrate that Petey had pissed the off" One time these men in white fed him ill pills, they made him go to sleep for about three weeks. So he decided to take justice in his own hands, he figured they had to be tames no matter what, even if it meant he had to ignore his mother's preachings and stain his hands with good old fahion crap"
note: this one is no way to be considered an excellent poem. It is just an experiment. Please feel free to give me as much feedback as you can