The Relative of a Family-Friend

i found out from the relative of a family friend that I am a bit crazy,

now this was good news, because they proceeded to tell me exactly what i needed to do.

i was indebted to them, first, for seeing me in a dream, next, for telling all of their friends.

news about my mental condition passed from a friend to a friend, until i became an active danger to myself and everyone else.

indeed, official deputies came to my house, asking, "what on earth is the matter?"

i did not hesitate to tell them, "a lot is wrong officers," it seems I need to go to the hospital.

And so I went with them, a smirk on my face, dropping sour patch kids in my pocket-case,

one, by one,

by one