Conspiracy
by: Nikolai

Am I going insane...
Or am I flying a plane?
I must be three bricks shy of a load.

Today I walked my dog...
At least, I think it was my dog.
I think my brain is going to explode.

I ate an apple with no skin...
Or was it a shark with no fins?
I think I figured out the secret code.

They're on to me...
Why won't they let me be?
They've come to steal me from my abode.

But they won't catch Nik...
'Cause my skin is too thick.
I guess I'll just hit the road.

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