Short Mad As A Hatter Poems

I myself, thought it was given to all.
First to admit , " I must be wrong ".
Each and every second, it is proven to me.
Not all are as fortunate, as they claim to be.
To impress, try and make one like, is the definition for what they do.
In the eyes of on lookers, all we see is fool.
This fact is proven, regardless of gender.
Male or female, ignorance wont discriminate, it doesnt matter.
Senseless to the world, just as mad as the hatter....

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In this ordinary swoon
as I pass from life to death,
I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;
I feel no sympathy for breath.
	
Who I am and why I came,
I do not know; nor does it matter.
The end of every man’s the same
and every god’s as mad as a hatter.

I do not fear the letting go;
I only fear the clinging on
to hope when there’s no hope, although
I lift my face to the blazing sun

and feel the greater intensity
of the wilder inferno within me....

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Bonkers you say

Why yes indeed i think i am

And i've got a certificate
signed off personally by the 
Dean 

Of Straight Jacket University 
LaLa Land to prove it

Top of my class 
A+ grade student
Mad as a hatter
Failed every test with honours

So who better qualified than i 
to be elected President elect

And preside over a parliament
of tea party fairytale characters 

And to provide me with the allusion
of appearing sane

And invoke an insanity plea defense...

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Aunt Alice

   Hide the razor blades and rope.
   Put pills away in a hidey hole.
   Make sure all poisons are gone.
   Aunt Alice is coming for a visit.

   She tells such stories of rabbit
   holes and Cheshire Cats and Queens
   demanding "Off with their heads"!
   Mother used to read to her years ago.

   We children love her visits, so full
   of fantasies to excite our imaginations.
   The adults seem oddly quiet and whisper
   that Alice lately seems mad as a hatter....

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