Insane Jane
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)
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world