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Thursday, February 9, 2012
Bluster
Arise, my heart, and with a will
Sing songs to beat the night.
Say bollocks to the raving moon
And eulogize the light.
Timid hems and pansy haws
Will nothing put to flight,
But ego mixed with blustering
Will surely win the fight!
2 comments:
Gino
said...
sounds like a politician's campaign song.
February 10, 2012 at 12:41 AM
W.B. Picklesworth
said...
I'm willing to sell it.
February 10, 2012 at 1:11 AM
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2 comments:
sounds like a politician's campaign song.
I'm willing to sell it.
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