Off The Meds

There is spittle and there’s spittin… They be pointing at some heads.

They be spinning and be fumin.When the natives off his meds.

He is mad and he is large. He is all angry, dressed in yellow.

He is quiet, then he is loud. There’s no mistaken that’s the fellow.

He be angry, he be mean.  When he argues, its call the feds.

Because no one wants to deal with that man who’s off his meds.

Dennis Mantin

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