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Old 01-07-2005, 01:43 AM   #1
Ezora
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Wolf Poem

Here is a poem about Wolves, the coolest creatures on the planet (and in Middle Earth)

A creature in the night
A shadow in the past
When the full moon arises
Escape the torments of the night
Your past will haunt you
Your future will terrify you
Your present will scare you
Pictures of the death
Stike for the kill
Hiding in the undergrowth
Will do nothing to stop your fall
They will sense your fear
And your living soul

Stay away from night
Decipher the true meaning of life
Think not
A whole lifetime is not anough
But for them
A lifetime is nothing
And neither is your life to them

If you are frightned
Then you will be taken
From the green fields
And magic gardens
To the world below
In the fading of the day
You will come again
No gesture from them of kindness
Shall you gat from you stay

Beware, They are coming, for you...

If you can discover the meaning of the poem which I wrote, you are a genius, because even some of it is unclear to me...
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this is a good horse!
Gimli:
lets take it and get out of here, it smells terrible!!!
Legolas:
Ok, now to put my luggage on...
(Legolas puts 10 full backs on the back of the horse)
Gimli:
where am I going to fit! Aragorn said only to take important stuff!
Legolas:
But this stuff is important, These three bags have my manicure things, and these five bags have things for my hair, and these one and a half bags have my perfume and the last half a bag has my food!
Gimli:
Elves.
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Old 01-08-2005, 03:51 AM   #2
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I take a bit more optimistic a view on reality . You have good tone control. The tone is worrisome and rather striking. It puts an uncomfortable feeling into me, as I read it.
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