Mammoth Book of Poetry

I Like Being Crazy

I get I’m slightly mental, slightly off the kilter

I get I can go crazy, totally off the bender

But I can’t help my insane craze

It’s like a screw’s gone loose and my heads gone ablaze

 I feel like running into oncoming traffic

Grabbing people’s heads

And yes I do do those things

But I’m cool

As long as I don’t get chased by the feds!

I like climbing trees and running wild

Singing songs of the monkeys

I want to be a daredevil, be called the city’s wanted ‘wild child’

I like being told off, calling myself rebel child

I don’t like sensibility, nothing at all mild

I like discarding my clothes, walking barefoot

I like mismatched socks, giving wrong input

Chasing dogs and being chased

By old men at a terrible pace

I do those things because life is short

And life should be fun

But remember, remember

With actions come consequences

And we don’t want to be arrested for any offenses! 

*cue big cheesy smile*