Meet Me At The Funny Farm Poem by Dorsey Baker

Meet me at the funny farm
Ive got some marbles
That I want to shoot
A horn I want to toot
My flower is dying
Just because it ain't got
No root
Meet me at the funny farm

My clock won't tick tock
Can't find my
Other sick
Meet me at the funny farm

Wearing nothing but
Your panties
At the bus stop
Take it from the top
Ragtime rag
Can't afford the price tag
Too high
To fly
Just stick me
With your ink pen
Take me to the edge
of nowhere
Else
Don't have to
Stab me in the back
Or twist my arm
Just meet me
Meet me at the funny farm