To write nonsense one must think it first
Then translate thought into a little verse
But what is nonsense in the modern age?
The more I hear, the more I feel enraged.
Yet Lewis Carrol made a lot of notes
Jabberwocky is a poem he wrote
Where time was always brillig in his day
And mimsy was the passion for the stray
And Alice went behind a looking glass
She got trapped and missed the IT class
When she saw the minus and the plus
She said, Oh, my,I thought it merely glass
Mirrors are a vital need we have
Especially when we lead a dog to bath
Lacan and Winnicott each state
The mother’s face will mirror and emote
So if your mood swings are too much
It never helps to go inside a church
Try a little dose of opprobrium
The shock is less if you have got a chum
I wonder why the head is so attacked
Electric shocks, brain surgery from quacks
When massage with essential oil of rose
Curies hysteria and warms the running nose?
I hate the doctors and their ignorance
I really ought to learn to love a dance
For it’s the entire body that needs aid
It is for this that many people prayed
What is nonsense but a better world
Where babies laugh and little girls have curls?