Proscription Of Health

WHO wants you dead.

They put a price on your head.

Just like Cicero said.

They take your hands

Then take your head.

Don’t slit your own throat.

Buddy ain’t no goat.

Andy don’t know it

But slitting ain’t befitting

Any profit you be gitting

Goes right to the next guy

Maybe kiss goodbye

Those things that compel you

To do what you must do

To get yourself at monaay!

In sanity,

Your friend Barry.

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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