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Poetry News Post #3086

Cities

Written by: Finchy Ithilien, Oceansworn Mariner
Date: Friday, October 20th, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


Ashtan Ashtan, Land of Free
not quite what you expect to be
Don't think innocence is what you'll find
Kortox needs those glands to grind

Hashan hashan where are thee?
No where on map, book or compass ye be
the butt of too many jokes, can be a bind
but i'm sure you'll one day kick some hind

Cyrene Cyrene we have Cree
why is it always minus three?
The beer is good, I don't mind
it's more the frostbite, and injury in kind

Mhaldor Mhaldor, kicked in the knee
not a land of happy bee
but a new Tyrannus you have signed
we shall see if this move was blind

Shallam Shallam, ruled by She
try new beginnings shall we?
a full circle, the clock will wind
repeating the same? Will it be timed?

Lastly Eleusis, hardest to rhyme
an isolation almost sublime
but ships soon come, you will see
and we'll need all that wood, eiiddle eee


--Cpn.S




Penned by my hand on the 13th of Miraman, in the year 434 AF.


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Poetry News Post #3086

Cities

Written by: Finchy Ithilien, Oceansworn Mariner
Date: Friday, October 20th, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


Ashtan Ashtan, Land of Free
not quite what you expect to be
Don't think innocence is what you'll find
Kortox needs those glands to grind

Hashan hashan where are thee?
No where on map, book or compass ye be
the butt of too many jokes, can be a bind
but i'm sure you'll one day kick some hind

Cyrene Cyrene we have Cree
why is it always minus three?
The beer is good, I don't mind
it's more the frostbite, and injury in kind

Mhaldor Mhaldor, kicked in the knee
not a land of happy bee
but a new Tyrannus you have signed
we shall see if this move was blind

Shallam Shallam, ruled by She
try new beginnings shall we?
a full circle, the clock will wind
repeating the same? Will it be timed?

Lastly Eleusis, hardest to rhyme
an isolation almost sublime
but ships soon come, you will see
and we'll need all that wood, eiiddle eee


--Cpn.S




Penned by my hand on the 13th of Miraman, in the year 434 AF.


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