the wrong one came into my yard today

the one mother said was mad

who let him through the gates

or the wild dogs that came in through the gates

with the one mother said was mad

fifteen years ago two bolts struck just like today

has today become our doomsday

yesterday – pouting he was amusing us all

grabbing all before him at the mall

hands flailing – like a rising wall

threatening brimstone and jerichos wall

here he is sitting at the head of the table today

it is not even full moon when the mad

rising to the waves usually go mad

so who was the mad ones that let in the mad

one mother said was mad

to dance in broad-day-light his mad

dance – sure as the full moon – will drive us all mad.

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