Crazy?

They say…
"He’s crazy like a fox."
Others say…
"He’s dumb as an Ox!"

There’s nothing wrong
with me you see!
I talk to Elvis and
he talks to me.

The food is good here,
and I like the little white
pills they give me every
four hours… my dear!

Why am I tied to my bed?
Are they afraid I’ll fall
out on my head?

Please take a message;
Tell Napoleon, I’ll be
there as soon as I can ride!

Psssst! See that old boy
over there in that bed?
He’s crazy as a loon, he
thinks it’s midnight at noon.

Don’t worry Darlin’…
I’ll be out of here,
soon as they relize
that I’m really the
man in the moon!

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003

Crazy?

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