Proud, Mind Poem by George the Great VIII
Proud, Mind
No more head shaving
No longer I am able to gallop
After the ready bison
Set my body in flames, please!
Pretty warriors of the flatly land
Because I am grounded dead
And cocking myself in front of you
As if I were a solemn sound
That will come from the undone
Past and it explodes miserably
Inside my the broken knees!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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