Eenie, Meenie, Miny, Moe
Eenie, meenie, miny, moe,
Into the gutters this world did throw
The seeing and the blind
The healing of the mind
But which is which?
We'll never know!
Crazy, you say?
Well, just a little
Shout at me,
Full lips and spittle
Pick out a voice
Just one, just one!
Listen to it well,
We'll have so much fun!
Come see, come see,
Come see it all!
We'll dance and play and
We'll flirt and we'll run
And when our time is finally done
When the day is night
And crashed down has the sun,
Knowledge will flow
Pure and clean
The stars above glitter and gleam
It's a sanctuary, I tell you,
When the moon is so low.
Just pick one, just one,
Just one, I say!
Eenie, meenie, miny, or moe...
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Moira's Insanity, Volume One: Mania
Poetry"Moira's Insanity" is a story of knowing and seeing, of dark and blindness, of love and madness. Told in various forms of poetry, Volume One, titled "Mania," gives manifestation to life, death, and of course, madness, all through the chronicles of M...
