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 guy 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 as soon as
they relize that I’m the man in the moon!

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003

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