As Is

Insanity through one of those clapping monkeys.

Take a popsicle stick
Lay it strait
Take a number
Count to eight

Look to the sky
And clap your heads
Wait---hold on, that’s not right
Look to the sky
And clap your hands

Question your motives,
Groan a few letters
Ask if your insane?
Then no, you can’t be
Never question it,
Well then, off you go.

Author's Note

I HAVE NO IDEA! i just want you to know. this has no point. there was no angle to this, if you find an angel, a reason a motivation for this, please share, this is a random poem that i wrote for randoms sake. It's not really serious... at all.

Reviews

[talulu love]

good really good and stupid its funny good job

[Tallulah]

I like it. It sounds pretty.