Insane Thought's So Sublime, Th@ I Thought I'd Make Them Rhyme ------------------------------------------------------------------- Blue eye's; Blue sky's; Infinite beauty make me sigh Sunbeam's dance wildly from your hair Tangle my thought's; uncombed knot's of beauty and dispair. Why do I care? I'm a man who is insane with envy, lust, love, and pain They all sit in back of my brain Like J.D. Morrison's little game Stop the pain! Pain, ( Pink like pussy, Pink like me ) Brain, ( Blue like skies, Blue like sea ) Game, ( Green of envy and disease ) Game, ( Green like small round little pea - sized Brains ) Drown my little pea-sized brain! Now it time, to go Insane? What. No. I can't be, Insane? Am I really, Insane? Insane with love, Insane with hate My madness has ruined my mate I thought it was a special date So I forced her there and proceded to rape Her body, her mind, her soul, her hole She'll forgive me, for what I stole If she dosen't, let her be Maybe there's someone else for me Dale J. Conway Feb 7, 2000
Reason for writing:
Insanity, Madness, maybe! The style is mad and so is the content. Any comment's?
Birth sign: Cancer
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