Am you crazy?
Slowly decaying reason,
Half wit mental misfit.
Stumbling through each sentence,
Squeezing it like a zit.
Insane, moronic simpleton,
Trying to say something,
Blurting out pure nonsense,
It’s a bad-childhood thing.
Mechanic system failure,
An annoying computer-crash.
Fatal exception are in order,
When ones mind is in distress.
Glue stuck on his lips,
And no thinner around,
Scratching, itching burning,
And on every word he slips.
These senseless crazy mumblings,
Coming from this lunatic,
Make you want to feel so sorry,
Because you know you’re losing it.