Frothy the Madman

Frothy the madman, was insane as he could be,
Shouting profanities from a frothing mouth while his eyes bulged crazily.

Oh Frothy the madman, was a scary tale they say;
But the children say he escaped one day when they took his meds away.

There must have been some magic in those straight razors he found;
For when he held them in his hand, he began to prance around.

Hackety hack hack hackety hack hack look at Frothy go!
Hackety hack hack hackety hack, staining the crimson snow!

He left a scene of slaughter with a razor in each hand;
Capering here and there all around the square, screeching "Catch me if you can!"

Oh, they chased him through the streets of town and tried to make him stop;
But he only cackled maniacally, as he sliced the traffic cop.

You see Frothy, the madman, despised the holiday.
As they hauled him away people heard him say, "I'll be back again some day!"



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