poem: what not to say to a “lunatic”

what not to say to a “lunatic”

no crazy people allowed
please do not visit the clubs
just take your pills – and
go to sleep already
I don’t want to be bothered
with all the shenaningans

just go and stay away
there are nurses where ever you live
maybe they like to talk to you
I just don’t care anymore
I only like myself – and
like minded persons

also, stop calling people ugly
cause so are you, so are you
have you ever taken a good look
in the mirror lately – well
then you see what everyone
has to go through

I’ve got one problem
and that problem is you
you dirty basterd
you’re the weirdo

© Maurits Sterkenburg

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