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Array ( [sid] => 19846 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Medival Recruiting [time] => 2003-07-02 22:35:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => How long has it been
My weak minded friend
Since you sampled the flavor of blood
Tell me again
Of the laws of your kin
Who scratch out a life in the mud

No more you exsistance
Eaked out in persistance
Among the children of soil
Take up the sword
And follow your lord
And engage in a new kind of toil

On the feilds of war
Slick with red gore
You will find your true purpose in life
It is not in the feilds, or the woods, or the moor
But it lives on the tip of your knife [comments] => 2 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 13 [informant] => calbob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Medival Recruiting

Contributed by calbob on Wednesday, 2nd July 2003 @ 10:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

How long has it been
My weak minded friend
Since you sampled the flavor of blood
Tell me again
Of the laws of your kin
Who scratch out a life in the mud

No more you exsistance
Eaked out in persistance
Among the children of soil
Take up the sword
And follow your lord
And engage in a new kind of toil

On the feilds of war
Slick with red gore
You will find your true purpose in life
It is not in the feilds, or the woods, or the moor
But it lives on the tip of your knife

Copyright © calbob ... [ 2003-07-02 22:35:00]
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Re: Medival Recruiting (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Thursday, 3rd July 2003 @ 01:53:28 AM AEST
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Although you talk of gore
You speak of much more
When men fought for the lords
And had no choice of words

Shari

Re: Medival Recruiting (User Rating: 1 )
by deadly_blaZe on Friday, 4th July 2003 @ 12:56:23 AM AEST
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OOOOH! i liked this! keep it up!
XxEricaxX

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