Ode to a Mad Man
The mad man works alone in lab
concocting something new
he stirs and mixes whilst he blabs
bidding the world adieu.
Realizing not what makes him tick
he wishes to destroy
his enemies he connives to trick
with elaborate decoys.
Alone in thought he laughs aloud
dreaming new creations
bent on destruction he avows
full annihilation.
The big bang theory he repeats
inside his little hole
his wicked mind he does defeat
with self-impaling blows!
may two thousand thirteen
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Sadly too true in today’s epidemic of insanity
You got that right, Archie. Thanks for stopping by again.