...yourself are writing~? Nonsensicalities
Why is is so strange,
To defy
To despise
The "wise"?
They look at me like I'm nuts,
(Which truth be told I am)
When I speak of catapults,
Or of war and peace,
Love and hate,
Sun and rain,
Oh what to create?
Maybe One or maybe Two,
What is a mad-madam...