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Ellias Anderson C.A ( Known as captain A)

(Iran, Islamic republic of)

Birthday Of Mars


There is a Planet in a twirl of light
That offered its soul to a great might
That might is an angel, he is called Mars
His soul gives existence to all of us
Happy birthday Mars, you are the night's brave knight.

Submitted: Friday, October 05, 2012
Edited: Saturday, October 06, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I offer this poem_ Also this limerick_ to Dear Mars.
The holy soul of the Milky way and me.
Happy Birthday Mars, Hope to see your Victory in the life, because I am sure that you will reach it.
Your Pleasure and your victory is my wish
Ellias.


(1391/7/14)

6: 18 minutes Pm.

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