Great Poems to Read

Crøøkęd Måń

There once was a crooked man,

Who walked a crooked mile.

He found a crooked sixpence,

Upon a crooked stile.

He bought a crooked cat,

Which caught a crooked mouse,

And they all lived together in a

Crooked little house.

... But the crooked man was forlorn,

He was now all alone.

The crooked cat was dęåd,

The crooked mouse got łøśt,

The crooked life spent together,

Is not worth this cost.

The crooked man went mįśšįñg,

Forced to leave the home.

The story continues with his chase,

After a boy well åłøńę.

Similar losses and similar beings

Both meet up as one.

... What if the cat, had only cried

For the mouse who went to hįdę?

What if the falling home,

Was just a hope to try?

What if this crooked life, was just a 

Blessing in disguise,

And the tale of the man who walked

A mile, was just a..lie?

- Alexandrite