My mind is racing like a pony
My heart brays like a lamb
My brain has turned too young
I feel happy to be a fool
Like a child too eager to kiss many mistakes
These are a few symptoms of a sickness
But I do not want any medicine
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Nice! It's fun to feel childish and foolish sometimes! Keeps the heart and the mind young!