In the first floor
You open a new door
Skinny people want answer
White “capes” of the doctors
White answers they provide
White is the paper they cannot decide
White there´s nothing written no answer given
Hospital it fights
The cancer criminal
But there is an uncertainty
And that is mentally taxing not so subliminal
Hospital is the second home of some
Yet it is a necessary crumb
I feel like punching that idiot
But that won’t solve this period.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.