Whose eaten the spies' sausages?!...the cats!
The almighty crazy person asks...

They ain't got to think, so that's where it's at...
Now follow to hidden beauty
Wobble, walk and behold the ambivalent  décor
Made by twenty breakfast cereals!
Accented with freezer magnets
That each spell "***" or "SAUSAGE"
Their incorporated for a reason! Crazy man knows why...
Every corporation, the conglomerates, the monopolies
Won't get the last laugh on our type of fiery citizens
Trudging through snowy gullies, yet mindful to also
at the same time dance with doubting thomas and tina fairy
..as the artwork on cardboard of the cereal box....
I'm Alive! The Crazy self cajoles...
could you please reserve a railway to Hade's realm,
after all its a place universal...
for soon I shall beach my teach...
              It appears the fridge motif
           is less modern than alternate secco  

Soul of a kitchen, Crazy implies learned one- for wisdom
Seems most payed 3 times the cost for the lot of it!
But it isn't about lights and daily struts
through, nearly, casements of sash windows
by pedantic wasted workers, bruised and cut

This interior utility and joy decorator switch
from the crazy one, does even more
Nor can you deny it! See... seeing isn't believing,
which is originally why the breakfast cereals,
can all claim a form of art
and this ditty
Sausages going "Paffy!" or not, nobody
is allowed to resolve against it!

See where crazy's getting?

So I ask in one last chance for this
Oh the fortuitous dungeons
where ghostly souls
share with one and all...

Shall we do the splashboards
in Fruity Muslix or Basic  Cheerios?