The Illusionist, Senile

I thought that I was clever, I
smiled while I watched her and
the grinding of my teeth
was very loud�

No matter.  My delivery
is imprecise and she can
convince me to believe �

Lost my train of thought.  I�m sorry.
I�m subject to confusion

now and then.  No cause for worry.

What?  Oh, the Institution...
No, I don�t want to leave.
I�m not allowed.