An English painter named Richard Dadd went completely stark raving madd. He stayed in asylums - Broadmoor to Bedlam. For stabbing to death his dear old dadd.
Limerick of Richard Dadd
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There once was a lazy sales clerk who didn’t want clients to think her a jerk. The solution, you see, was the airport duty-free, where there’d be no obligation to work. [And the salary would be a nice perq.]