Asylum
A hundred thousand million stars
Are twinkling over head
And twice as many questions are
Burning in my head
Who was that man, why was he there
The reasons still elude
Can monkeys talk and squirrels fly
Do bears poop in the woods
My addled brain like bingo balls
Lets fly these jumbled thoughts
Is there pattern in the sequence
And can the math be taught
Do policemen’s heads go to the top
Of the silly hats they wear
Do stools built with a backrest
Become a dining chair
If atoms are not joined at all
What’s in the space between
And why are roses never blue
And why are plant leaves green
Why won’t they let me out of here
I think they’re being mean
What is asylum anyway
And what does all this mean?
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