Brandywine

It’s Brandywine again I see Your obsession makes no sense to me A character from history Or from your own mind’s fantasy? This Brandywine he makes no sense But yet you come to his defence Why keep me in such fake suspense? Eliminate all this nonsense? What is the reason, this pursuit? The chance he's real is too minute And your claim he can transmute It's something that I must refute The poison that infects your mind Is surely something you can find To be a detriment to mankind It's something you should leave behind So Brandywine is just a myth A simple fiction from a wordsmith Not worth a piece of my bandwidth I see a crack in your monolith