ADD runs through stages,
As my Brain, it flips the pages
through the words and thoughts of sages,
past the things that earn the wages.
Past the pain and to the gain
and round and round and round again.

Look and find a wonder friend.
Forget a date, then need to mend.
Hours and hours to tend the mend.
Hours and hours and towers of flowers.
In the corner ego cowers, learn again that love has power,
and round and round and round again.

"Flash" here comes the idea that wins the loto.
I work and work because I got to.
One minor glitch and in the ditch, down the drain
ohooo feel the pain,
and round and round and round again.

As normal life, seems so plain, I once again jump from planes,
to feel fully on, completely live, as I go and go and go sky dive!
Today we may skip the plane, and instead go race again,
dive down deep, ski too steep, or roll over and go to sleep.
and round and round and round again.

At work it seems I always scheme to build a bigger, better, brighter, faster,
I stare and stare at the raster, as my brain it runs much faster.
I once again save all from disaster. I am declared the ultimate master.
All to soon it must change, as a new chief comes in range.
He Quotes "Nine to Five" and all that jive.
In the morning as I drive I wonder if I'll survive.
and round and round and round again.

and then ADD runs through stages
and round and round and round again.

Paul Breed
June 4 1994
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