The looney bin

I think the time has arrived

for me to check myself in.

Hangin' with the crazy relations

made me fall and bang my chin.

Well, maybe it wasn't their fault.

I know it wasn't the wine.

But I sure can tell you for certain,

before the holidays I was doing just fine.

So I think I need a good rest,

where I can knit and read and recline.

I'll see if there's room in the looney bin.

I might even have a good time.