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Array ( [sid] => 63443 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A1-bawl (poem by cauchy3) [time] => 2004-09-12 03:52:48 [hometext] => freedoms and lands [bodytext] => A 1-bawl (poem)

Billows are minds to up the lives

Skirts are steams that heat our beliefs

Violent are golden stands of wills

Statuses are rights and rights are ill


Who s eyes are bulls to arrows

They steal water and covet the lands

You must provided with moneys and arms

Stay on truths but not facts in fates



Closely tie to loops to facts

Junctions to monks but not true men

A prize skull is confer in parts

Steps with embryo with births of leaders


Lights in sign of green that emerged

Green in lands with peoples in needs

Stuck and stay in presses with rights

Tops of spheres are worst than cliffs


Stroll on weaves our spirits are rise

But afraid to kneel down on spheres

Smooth on faces evils in cores

Demons popes but fairy touches


We defy for all bad defused

Facts are tricks that direct and defeated

No karma change by gods but deeds

Copy two keys for treasures on Eden


Cauchy,Cauchy bent on glory

Below all belts the kicks are long

The best of bunches are busy in works

Single man is tighten in honest


Flaunts in guns but smokes are bad

Calm down all laws that in homes

Hammers and thoughts are smiles of axes

Décor your whites and show your lands


We are strollers on weaves that doomed

Fridays have passed and nights have moons

Over the moons freedoms are moods

Bawling mothers are not lands in hopes


Nihilities are laws to that in null

Nihilism has greet the world with doubts

Nets of birds are real in designs

WE are happy birds that sleep in feed

--------Poem by Cheung shun sang=cauchy3--------

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A1-bawl (poem by cauchy3)

Contributed by cauchy3 on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 03:52:48 AM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic



A 1-bawl (poem)

Billows are minds to up the lives

Skirts are steams that heat our beliefs

Violent are golden stands of wills

Statuses are rights and rights are ill


Who s eyes are bulls to arrows

They steal water and covet the lands

You must provided with moneys and arms

Stay on truths but not facts in fates



Closely tie to loops to facts

Junctions to monks but not true men

A prize skull is confer in parts

Steps with embryo with births of leaders


Lights in sign of green that emerged

Green in lands with peoples in needs

Stuck and stay in presses with rights

Tops of spheres are worst than cliffs


Stroll on weaves our spirits are rise

But afraid to kneel down on spheres

Smooth on faces evils in cores

Demons popes but fairy touches


We defy for all bad defused

Facts are tricks that direct and defeated

No karma change by gods but deeds

Copy two keys for treasures on Eden


Cauchy,Cauchy bent on glory

Below all belts the kicks are long

The best of bunches are busy in works

Single man is tighten in honest


Flaunts in guns but smokes are bad

Calm down all laws that in homes

Hammers and thoughts are smiles of axes

Décor your whites and show your lands


We are strollers on weaves that doomed

Fridays have passed and nights have moons

Over the moons freedoms are moods

Bawling mothers are not lands in hopes


Nihilities are laws to that in null

Nihilism has greet the world with doubts

Nets of birds are real in designs

WE are happy birds that sleep in feed

--------Poem by Cheung shun sang=cauchy3--------

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