Twas Bonkers

There’s a wee bitta shit onna

Floor over there anna

Hard to see from where it

Brought up or came down from.

Everyone seems ho hum.

Not no one come undone.

Like we’re unhinged and

Some have binged onna

Lake life made of heaven.

Can these few be forgiven?

They didn’t know

Like most don’t know

Why am I in this prison?