Insane Jane

Tue, 06/16/2015 - 10:07 -- frpass

Insane Jane

Was her name

She was insane in her brain

Or so they claim

She was always afraid to take a plane

Her Brother Wayne

Always walked with a cane

And was a fan of the wrestler Kane

But She always thought of him as a pain

And she took him camping by a flame

The next morning she was the one hit by a train

In the pouring rain!

 

(Two versions of this poem)

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Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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