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The Monks of Ium 
Once upon a time I bumped my cranium 
And inhaled the pollen of a blooming geranium 
An allergy resulted in severe delirium 
Boo WAAA HEEE YAAA MOO la insanium 
Upon my release from the sanatarium 
I became involved with a twisted consortium 
A group of monks who chanted a hearty hum 
They’re voices squeaked, they abused the helium 
They revealed a large gun filled armarium 
And shiny knives of polished chromium 
And below a box filled up with opium 
Then they forced me to head to a busy stadium 
The masses gathered like some strange bacterium 
High on the drugs I opened fire on them 
But the monks stayed in their locutorium 
I went to prison for a whole millenium