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nutty flakes

Too much flying in my head,
Laying here in my comfy bed,
Thoughts running through my brain,
As though I have more than one psychotic train,
Running around up there,
Whistling and tooting without a care,
Madness drips from the roof,
While a black cat on the ceiling remains quite aloof,
Gremlins and leprechauns run rampant on the walls,
While the fairies and pixies fly about the halls,
Dust bunnies bounce about willy nilly,
While the mad hatter thinks everyone else is silly,
Absolutely off their chops,
While the greys on acid create weird patterns in the crops,
Who knows what they do,
Hell they probably think it looks like a shoe,
The men in black look on with worried faces,
With these creatures creating new places,
Out of air so thin,
Causing quite a din,
Trees floating by upside down,
Right through the middle of town,
The white rabbit is looking quite jittery,
As his watch was turned into a piece of rapper’s jewellery,
In a shape of big Ben,
With the face moving from here to then,
Spinning like a top back and forth on its point,
There’s Loki sitting on a giant magic mushroom with a huge joint,
Falling off he’s laughing so hard,
As the one who is singing is a demented bard,
Nothing is making sense,
It never does when yesterday is so tense,
So get it a drink,
We’ll all sit on the sink,
To see the hallucinations go by,
Seeing a mushroom eat a fly,
Will this madness ever end?
Will I join this motley crew and go around the bend.
Written by robbiedbc (Robert York)
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