It's always the bat-shit, rabid dog
crazy ones that will put up a really
good front when you first meet them.
You're always amazed at how normal they appear.
They are intelligent, hold down jobs, drive Volvos;
maybe they even have children that they
seem to take care of.They pay bills,
celebrate holidays and have houseplants.
They might even have a
dog or a cat, or a sickly looking bird in a cage.
But, just underneath the false façade of
lucid smiles, lurks a whack-job from hell,
that make Sybil and Lizzie Bourdon look
like Mother Theresa.
If you find yourself with one of these
women, don't confront them, it only
makes matters worse and could prove deadly.
Just smile and nod and slowly back out
the door-don't stop until you see the
Pacific Ocean.Get in and wash yourself off.
You're safer with the sharks and the rip-tide.
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