Madness Cannot Dance
you will find
that the madness cannot dance
that their self esteem
will never take a chance
you will find
that the bitter edges
will start to grate
and no matter where they shop
it flows like a gown of hate
you will find
their poison sees and follows
there is no narnia like fantasia
in middle earth, just a sleepy hollow
you will find
that the children
are dolls
one already discarded
and the other,
overtly guarded
you will find
their crocodile snap
will bite and then bleed
she is the strange tap
and on misery she will feed
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james Garratt – Monday 16th April 2012
Madness Cannot Dance (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 16th April 2012
