CRAZY MAN BLUES
Don't [please] go by me [now], I'm crazy.
I froze in July. Membo-premaic cozy
was I - shrugging the froth right over
the open. My fantastic nightmares, remember,
were your pork-lined simulacra [forced by
meta-matter really shagrid hooey]. I rode
in my Ameriko lines on your chop suey.
[Can I hold your hands yet, Madame Cantooey?].
Don't [please] go by me [now], I'm crazy.
I froze in July. Membo-premaic cozy
was I - shrugging the froth right over
the open. My fantastic nightmares, remember,
were your pork-lined simulacra [forced by
meta-matter really shagrid hooey]. I rode
in my Ameriko lines on your chop suey.
[Can I hold your hands yet, Madame Cantooey?].
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