Crazy Katie, A Special Lady

Crazy Katie, A Special Lady

by Bud Lemire on Dec 1, 2004

Everyone calls her Crazy Katie

But I think she's a special lady

Some people shy away from her chatter

But to me, it really doesn't matter

There are many who laugh and smile

When they're around her for awhile

They really don't understand

That's part of her plan

It's her humorous side to poke fun

And enjoy the responses she gets from everyone

Oh Crazy Katie, with your hat, on your bike

When you start talking, you're easy for me to like

She said she was lost in the woods, and all alone

So she took the psycho-path, and it brought her back home

She voted for Santa Claus, she's alright by me

She's earned a special place, in my Harbor Tower memory

She livens up this place

With her smiling face

She may be crazy, but aren't we all

The difference is, many put up a wall

God blessed you dear Katie

To be a special Crazy Lady

This is about a lady who lives here at the Harbor Tower where I live.

She seems to talk a lot and many times some people thinks she's crazy

and so she's got the nickname Crazy Lady.

But I think she's alright.

In the last election she said she'd rather have voted for Santa Claus.

I wrote this poem for her, because she,

and each one of us have our own ways and are special.