Ce monde étrange

Eerie lands of eerie people
Swamp this town oh so regal.
Puffy clouds of puffy people
Heads higher than the steeple.

Little quiet for the sane,
Much to ask, much in vain?
Pause a moment to ascertain
Prevailing peace or just disdain?

Creepy cats at creepy corners
World filled with sad loners.
Stale society, stale conformers
Stay still with your pseudo armours.
For it's a strange world
with strange folk.