i walked down the street
with shoes on my feet
and a hat on my head
because my brain was dead
a man wth a dog
appeared out of the fog
i saw at a glance
he was wearing striped pants
i recognized him
his name was slim
in a previous life
he ran away with my wife
he passed me by
i looked up at the sky
it was covered with clouds
and i laughed out loud
a man wearing a shirt
looked angry and hurt
at my unwonted frivolity
but i was only being me
whenever i look around
i hear strange sounds
telling me what to do
but to my own self i am true
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