Crazy Crazy Crazy
They call me crazy Daisy
but what really does amaze me
Is that the ones with judgement hazy
who are REALLY very crazy
Call me lazy it doesn't phase me
And crazy is as crazy does
I will stay free just because
I say praise thee to my crazy
But my crazy doesn't make me
It's not arson it's a blaze spree!
My needy pottery a glaze plea
A trendy gnat or just a faze flea
French strawberry cheese, a fresh fraise brie!
Two labyrinth done i'm onto maze three
I hope Bowie's big sock doesn't graze me
Now to higher ocean or a raise sea?
What's so crazy crazy about me!
Just a pandemic joint with a plague knee
See through my happy with xrays glee
Then you can really really really see
HOW CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY I CAN BE
Copyright © Hat Bueckert | Year Posted 2022
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