I know that I am crazy.
So it is.
The neighbours know that.
That I am crazy.
No one can change this.
I sit here.
Does it sound horrible?
Does it sound beautiful?
Is someone strangling the baby?
The baby screams.
Does it sound beautiful!
Is someone strangling the baby?
Oooooh! Twist that little neck!
I was a bit crazy then
but now I'm really crazy.
I put the hacksaw blade through the handle of the cup.
I sawed the handle off.
The people said that I was crazy.
How could I disappoint them?
It's not true that some of the members of my family are mad, some are crazy.