There was an indisputable truth to the fact he was an idiot. He could’ve denied it, couldn’t we all, but it would’ve availed him nothing. Some truths were irreconcilable and his was one. The man looked, acted and dressed the fool, thus was. That man in the mirror. That me.
Cornelius was a polite little boy He loved his parents with all his heart Visited his grandparents every day Cared for his pet Jack Russell as though it was human He was even good at school His teachers raved about how well he did What a helpful schoolboy he was How they wished every child […]