Loopy Poem by Christopher Tye

Loopy



Loopy

Lunatics running the asylum,
Overcome by the stress of modern life,
Old standards crumbling in the face of progress,
Positively driven mad by politicians,
Yes I am defiantly going loopy.

By Christopher Tye

Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humorous
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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