Crackbrained Poems - Poems about Crackbrained

...The wood is too seasoned, the grain hoary. the moppet has grown insane, its wood now riddled with timeless lies. A cat in a dark corner will not look at it. Mice cower under its grim shadow. I......

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...He Walked on Water In my youth, I thought it was a farce! Because I wanted man to be the great overcomer, not a God! And most assuredly I found, faith in  man to be an absolute, total bummer! ......

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