There are days when I\'m quite sensible
To all the strifes and woes
That this poor world has to deal with
And of people with their lows
There are days when I\'m empathic
And full of concern and care
I give my time and attention
To show that I am there
There are days when I go loopy
And laugh at everything
Because it\'s all so farcical
This life we are living in
There are days when all I want to do
Is make people laugh and smile
I\'ll act the clown and run about
Like a sugar infested child
There are days when I talk waffle
And nothing makes any sense
Like this poem that I\'m writing
It just proves I\'m a, er, biscuit???!