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Post by Loken on Aug 21, 2011 0:30:44 GMT -5
This is a very very simple poem I thought up while trying to sleep last night.
Up above the sky so high A boy sits and ponders why No one's come to recue him from this doom Stranded so far away on a lonely moon Family and friends work endlessly To build a rocket and set him free The rocket explodes But their hopes still hold For one day their rocket will fly They all know Legends Never Die.
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Post by Handlebar-Orion X. on Aug 21, 2011 0:38:14 GMT -5
I can imagine the late Johnny Cash telling this poem while strumming his guitar.
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