Title:
Corneilus, the Poem
Corneilus I named this poem,
and life breathed into the it
become him,
as fetal lives begin,
when is not the question,
but why?
Then Corneilus got rambunctous
in a prancing billy goat way,
by running around me
instead of sitting still.
I did not scold him though,
because it was his divine right
to be,
and my wish to form him had been usurped,
when the first breath filled him in.
- End
Corneilus, the Poem
Corneilus I named this poem,
and life breathed into the it
become him,
as fetal lives begin,
when is not the question,
but why?
Then Corneilus got rambunctous
in a prancing billy goat way,
by running around me
instead of sitting still.
I did not scold him though,
because it was his divine right
to be,
and my wish to form him had been usurped,
when the first breath filled him in.
- End