Love Poem: The Madhouses of Paris
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Written by: Michael Amitin

The Madhouses of Paris

the madhouses of paris filled with retired teachers
got their point across
song of waterloo
this napoleanic labyrinth stearing
children to the brink 
madame martina martini
academia nuts cracked open wide

I see a few on the cliffs of burndom
harping their humdrum at the gods of charred sea eternity
and wonder about the love they made