And matters of a serious kind
the things that prey upon the mind,
the closing day
the dogs that bay,
the twitches
witches
***** britches, braces, basket cases,
touching all the bases one, two, three
in that order OCD
I see or rather don't the
stupidity of what I won't and
I won't think of that.
In flat cap because I sat on it
I writ or rather wrote
a note,
look before you sit it said
or was it read,
not sure of that, but the cap
was definitely flat.
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
And matters of a serious kind
the things that prey upon the mind,
the closing day
the dogs that bay,
the twitches
witches
***** britches, braces, basket cases,
touching all the bases one, two, three
in that order OCD
I see or rather don't the
stupidity of what I won't and
I won't think of that.
In flat cap because I sat on it
I writ or rather wrote
a note,
look before you sit it said
or was it read,
not sure of that, but the cap
was definitely flat.
Not to be confused with the delirium tree which is a chestnut horse of another colour
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