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A sane person's visit to insanity.

Sane, insane, sane, insane, sane

The pendulum swings up, down, up, down

Gathering momentum, faster, faster, it swings

Higher, higher, higher the arc catching at the apex

Plummeting downward, and swooshing up the other side

A one eighty then another and right back where it all started

Loopy, loopy, loop, enough to raise the gorge of vile vomit

No light at the end, cause there’s no finish line to this ride

Pony up now boys and girls; it’s time to pay the check

You see on this ride there are no shiny brass rings

Just some garish laughing crazy fanged clown

Insane, sane, insane, sane, insane

 

Author's Note

No reason for writting this, just flexing my imagination. I am as sane as my dog!

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