No Sanity!

No Sanity!

Two thousand twenty three

Twenty three past three

Down Five Sense Avenue street 

Just next to epedur tree 

A smart soul is getting free

Free of sanity grip

Spree of insanity trip

He unties his tie

Sanity had thought it right

At first 

Now it's past!

Off the fringes of madness 

Insanity 

Thinks it is tight

Getting free of sanity 

Means

Setting free insanity!

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