
There’s a trick to mending
stale bread
But not for the kind
that’s in your head
It takes more than moisture
to fix your noggin
Gotta get it out quick
might help to go bloggin
One dried out piece
can cause much strife
Might need to dig it out
with a wedge or a knife
The skull might crack
but the mind won’t fail
Tied to the heart
though it’s not as frail
Once the ration is plucked
you’ll feel much better
Traipsing through life
now unfettered
But a boy who clings
to stale bread
Well in his mind
he’s already dead
© 2026 Michelle Cook
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