Space Madness

Space Madness

They think I’m crazy!

But I know better.

It is not I who am crazy!

It is I who am mad!

Didn’t you hear ‘em?

Didn’t’ you see the crowds?

Oh my beloved Ice cream bar.

How I love to lick your creamy center, and your o so nutty chocolate covering

You’re not like the others!

You like the same things I do…

Wax paper… boiled football leather… dog breath.

We’re not hitchhiking anymore! We’re riding!