This is an untitled poem by my brother, Jay.
I think we can all learn something by this poem.
If you like what you've tasted here, see the link to the Frantic Boy and Mediocre Man blog.
Thin in the armour,
Thick in the brain.
I've used up all my napkins,
I've lost all that I've gained.
Nature nurtures nothing,
Pink potatoe pie.
Laughter lurking later,
Scrapes the solemn sky.
by Jay
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