Craziness (perhaps)


Cross Paths to Perish the Thought

A man with many problems was Mr Plumbum
Whenever he managed to do something
There would always be some different outcome

He would walk all the way to the general store
To buy himself donuts and a coffee latte
Only to arrive at a place he had not seen before

That is until he met a striking young Mr Willywart
Who had the same directional problem
Now they cross paths in order to perish the thought




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Written on 2018-09-11 at 15:14

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for the applauds ken d williams and Thomas DeFreitas :)
2018-09-13


Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
I am ineluctably fascinated!
2018-09-12