‘Normality’ they tell me, is where we all should be;
‘Normality’ is that place where sanity’s set free.
But then it simply flies away to hide up in the hills
and what’s then called ‘Normality’ simply gives me chills.
A shiver runs up my spine when ‘normal’ rears its head
‘cos if that shit’s normal I’ll choose insanity instead.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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