I don't know why
But I've been feeling pretty high
Ever since this morning
I've been madly laughing
You see, it's all because of my crazy mind
Always filled with things and words I couldn't even find
Every second of every minute of every hour of every day
I've got a whole lot of whatnots to say
I researched this sickness I believe I carry
And you know what it said that filled me with so much misery?
I've got the worst case of hyperactivity
Abnormally excited and exuberant about any kind of activity
I thought, "Seriously?!"
My mind replied, "Seriously!"
And then, I said out loud, "Seriously?!"
And then my mind said out loud, too, "Seriously!"
I read this poem to my Mom a few seconds ago
She smiled and nodded and said, "Hello"
Why hello?
Because it's the only word I know that rhymes with ago
But, seriously, she said "Ooh"
You get it, no?
Boy, oh, boy
That brings me so much joy
As I finish this abnormally written verse
which people say is composed by someone cursed,
I find myself so confused
"Am I hyperactive? Or abnormal?", I mused
Wait, I still have something to say
That will probably not brighten your day
See, people say I'm the perfect jester
The one who everyone, she'll pester
Now, I'm done with my comical composition
Some of you might think I should be in a mental institution
Well, people, I'm sorry to tell
This but save us the crap and just go to hell
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