Crazy (alternate)
I have a different version of this poem (told to me by my friend Lindsay) and this is how it goes:Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a rubber room, it was cold, so cold I thought I died! Died? I did die, they buried me, they put sand on my face, sand tickles you know! I laughed so hard I thought I went Crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once.. (and so on)
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HaHa! I love it.
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