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John Jasper introduces himself and his inner disturbed feelings.
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Boredom grinds my brain
A man could go quite mad
Consider each superb,
To curse aloud in church
Throws a smile your way…
Be that as it may.
A man could have bad dreams
Yet not be far-removed
Sometimes I think that sanity
A man could go quite mad.
Unblessed are the dull.
Some wondrous night,
Storm-struck thund’rous light
Will cast me right
A sculptor lacking arms,
A fiend who frightens no one
Whose clutches clutch
From this dim tableau!
Knowing this is so,
Where one cannot be caught
And feed on dreams that contradicts each
Edict I’ve been taught
And if someday I lose my way and mind,
You’ll find me glad –
A man could go quite,
Man could go quite mad!