Insanity Abounds
insanity abounds,
but not bad as it sounds,
the white coat men appear,
and get ya by the ear,
are yelling loose the hounds,
but yer outa bounds,
till soon yer outa town,
where no one interferes,
cept some frail ole queers,
its all goood so don't frown,
says johnson so sincere
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