Sandra Feldman

Neptune was my father,
And Venus, my caress,
Really, do not bother,
To figure out this mess.

At the ocean, seashore,
There were some arrests,
All the Thinking People,
Got, alcoholic tests.

Loons and goons were dancing,
High up on the hill,
Never really knowing,
Why the World stood still.

Then there were the Speeches,
Endlessly Insane,
Telling everybody,
'Thinking' was in vain,
And next time they tried it,
They'd get Purple Rain,
In an upside-down cell,
At the County jail.