Sunday 17 February 2013

Poem based on text message

The gathering -
The storm -
Men and women -
The crossing of blades

To battle dear friends -
Until one remains -
Gonna kick arse -
And respect I shall earn!

Bruises, welts - injuries are yours -
Responsibility belongs -
Carnage - fun for all -
A good - a glorious day -

Victory - the horizon it stands -
Beer belly - cider unto it -
To the pub dear friends -
A joyous day to remember

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