The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

To the kid that doesnt know that the flying saucers are real

Drink to the success
Of the fortunate best

The lie like logs below
They hate that you think they are all hollow

But air is good and trust is real
A man in the world can feel that there is truth

First there was Adam and then there was Eve

So much for your glory and
For my own health be true

There is a G-d above
He is as real as the red white and blue

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