Mad, mad world.

“Mad”ness comes from the lazy epoch.
The aunt is mad at me.
The uncle comes home late.
The children are mad.
The dog is mad.
The housewife is mad at you—
the door is barred.
The ship is sunk, the crew
   is mad.

—Ernst Herbeck [via; via]

—Filed 6278 days ago to Paralitticisms.

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