Something copied from a friend’s blog, although the contents are not likely to be similar.
On madness, from someone who knows it very well:
When the world is full of care
and every headline screams despair,
when all is rape,starvation,
war and life is vile;
Then there’s this certain thing I do
which I shall pass along to you
that’s always guaranteed to make you smile.
I go loo-oo-oony as a light bulb battered bug,
simply loo-oo-oony sometimes foam and chew the rug,
Mister,life is swell in a padded cell,
It’ll chase those blues away,
You can trade your gloom for a rubber room and injections twice a day.
Just go loo-oo-oony,
like an acid casualty or a moo-oo-nie
or a preacher on TV.
When the human race wears an anxious face,
when the bomb hangs over head,
When your kid turns blue it won’t worry you,
you can smile and nod instead.
When you’re Loo-oo-oony, then you just don’t give a fig,
man’s so puu-uu-uny, and the universe so big!
If you hurt inside,get certified,
and if life should treat you bad,
don’t get ee-ee-even, get mad!
I’ll put up the origin, but it should be obvious enough. Anyone care to have a go? Try and get it without looking at the categories.