Deranged

The doctor says I am deranged And I've been in a fog of late But in deranged, I see words That could have sealed our fate! This "danger" sends me into a "rage" My heart will "deaden" not "endear" It "rang" true I "need" a "grenade" A reckoning of "dread" is "near" "Enraged" I "earned" my badge of "anger" With weapons and explosives I'm "geared" Out of my "garden", I'll "drag" an "adder" All will be "graded", as their time has "neared" I'm "angered" to "dredge" up my "dander" As I "gander" at this worlds racket I'll "dare" to make the "dead" "deader" As soon as I shed this strait jacket!