Keith Richards is one crazy guy.
Too often through life rolling stoned.
Trying to outdo the last high,
And keep the party's end postponed.
No behavior was too far out.
The more bizarre, the better told.
Keith's persona was all about
Keeping front page while getting old.
So much sick stuff - been there, done that.
Fallen from grace and from a tree.
But always hitting where it's at.
How close was Keith to family?
Snorting cocaine alone was bad.
But mixing in ashes of Dad?
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