Villanelle to Prove I'm a Madman

To be writing all of these villanelles, I must be a madman.
Why do you imagine golden birds,
O thin men of Haddam?

Is being a poet like being a madam?
Well, the madam's the boss and her words
stick like a knife. To write all of these villanelles, I must be a madam.

Who’ll know me from Adam?
It’ll seem totally absurd,
O thin men of Haddam,

when I turn up with Aladdin’s
magic lamp, to get me further towards
my goal of being a madman.

Then it’s satin
sheets for me—the rose and the thorn.
O thin men of Haddam,

you know the Latin
for every word
that I might put in a villanelle to prove I’m a madman,
O thin men of Haddam.