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tik - tok an brok 'n shudder

Twisting 'round a shatter'd rudder

Hale and party to the glass

Sits me down upon my ass

Mind is swirl'd like chocolate cake

Words unfinished have gone to bake

A healthy man would sure do more

with my mind's defeating roar

A broek soul'd mark upon my chest

I live a life assur'dly blest

For from a word divinely spoken

On my brain a little brok'n

I shake it out and stand again

And try to reach for word and pen

But fog and cloud are stopping me

From my thoughts and sanity

Dazed brown eyes are haz-ed here

Grasping words that won't come near

The poem's heart torn hard asunder

With ragged lines all weak

Like thunder