MMS(mental meltdown syndrome)
Word of warning it’s going around,
You really don’t want to contract it,
It’ll change you life,
Change your mood,
And abstract your train of thought;
The dates will confuse,
The people a blank,
The places give up on that;
It’ll make you give up,
It’ll make you give in,
It’ll make you just stand and giggle;
How it starts ,
Who knows,
When it starts,
Take a guess,
What causes it,
There’s theories;
Really all I can say,
Is if we stick together,
We might get through it,
With one good mind;
But in the immortal words of Fred Sanford,
Junkman extraordinaire himself,
As the Great Tut deemed and the Tub agreed,
There will be a sacrifice or the locusts will come,
The surf and turf is at his house on Friday,
2 dollar cover charge bring your own food and beer!
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