SATURDAY’S INSANE


Sometimes when I lay in bed

I hear the voices in my head

And like the books that I have read

They tell me stories of the dead.

They nitter natter

Chitter chatter

And neither former nor the latter

Make much sense

They talk past tense.

The voices come

The voices go.

I’m tuned into the lunatic show

On Insanity rocks

F.M. radio.

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