A Mad Woman's Pulpit Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

I eat the meats the dogs reject.
I dance like David, I dance naked.
Flies, their nostrils forbid my smell.
I dress in rags but who really cares,
After all you all say I'm mad,
But see I'm glad and scarcely sad.
Let me show you the way I live
with no strife for human cares.

A flash on my teeth; a song on my lips;
A sun on my face; a dance on my waist;
A laugh that spreads its lips apart,
and leaps its soul out from my mouth
when there's no reason to make a sound.
I cheat on my worries, my pains,
and shame.

Why give freedom to worries and pains
to cast their shades on your pretty face
when you can fake a smile like me?
You wear the shoes that shine like stars,
But cracks with deep that saves the night
When the sun comes to spear with light,
In these dark huts my soles delight.
You wear glad rags
I wear rat's rags,
But happy happy is the world I rule.
And worry worry is the work you do.
Let me show you the way I live
with no strife for human cares:

A flash on my teeth; a song on my lips;
A sun on my face; a dance on my waist;
A laugh that spreads its lips apart,
and leaps its soul out from my mouth
when there's no reason to make a sound.
I cheat on my worries, my pains, and shame.