Words oh words
You dance around in my head
You make me feel like I am lead
Heavier and heavier I become
With these deranged, unkempt thoughts.
Words, they spew from my face.
All in an attempt to have some grace.
Grace oh grace
Is what we lack,
Just because I'm a quack.
Looney, looney in the bin,
Is where you'll go
If you don't stay quiet from within
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