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Hi, my name is Aeroo
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 | the Dead Man's Lullaby |
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 5 with 2 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-02-02 17:41:58 |
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Ten and ten is twenty,
And that is truly plenty,
To adorn,
The walls of yore,
Magnificently.
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For all of your haught,
What now hath you wrought,
Steel eyes,
Don't cry,
It was all for naught.
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Fish are fish,
Whales are whales,
Dead men will tell no tales.
Not eight, not nine,
Not quite sublime.
But ten and ten you were, and ten and ten you'll die.
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So two thirds of an eighth,
And one half of your fate,
Locked gaze,
Doesn't faze,
All your dreams have come too late.
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At the feet we will place flames,
At the heads we will place games,
To amuse,
And abuse,
The twenty prices paid.
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Fish are fish,
Whales are whales,
Dead men will tell no tales.
Not eight, not nine,
Not quite sublime.
But ten and ten you were, and ten and ten you'll die.
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Wandering back to the hill and dale,
Returning to the moonlight pale,
Three score and ten,
'till you're home again,
A worthless endeavor will always fail.
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Ragged shells that once were men,
Welcome to being forgotten,
Dropping like flies,
I simply despise,
The ways that they have all fallen.
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Fish are fish,
Whales are whales,
Dead men will tell no tales.
Not eight, not nine,
Not quite sublime.
But ten and ten you were, and ten and ten you'll die.
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Almost boring exercises,
For my beaten twenty prizes,
So offering,
And proffering,
Perhaps some compromises?
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Twenty is a few too much,
Simply exhausting to all crush,
So maybe one,
Can see the sun,
Before his life is flushed.
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Fish are fish,
Whales are whales,
Dead men will tell no tales.
Not eight, not nine,
Not quite sublime.
But ten and ten you were, and ten and ten you'll die.
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Never mind, my funny prize,
You cannot go free.
But for your fights
And desperate flights
I will grant you three.
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Three miles for wandering,
Three days for squandering,
Three pence to spend,
Three hearts to lend,
And one of you to scream.
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Fish are fish,
Whales are whales,
Dead men will tell no tales.
Not eight, not nine,
Not quite sublime.
But ten and ten you were, and ten and ten you'll die.
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And so he left,
And so he died,
And so he lost the game.
But as I slept,
My eyes flung wide,
Within a mirror's frame.
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Shadows of the ten and ten,
Creeping through my rooms again,
Rising in my throat a scream,
Knowing that it's not a dream.
Running from the lonely house,
As a lion from a mouse.
I never now will sleep in peace,
After seeing them.
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Fish are whales,
Whales are fish,
Dead men will tell their secret wish.
Not eight, not nine,
But yet sublime.
Ten and ten they were, and ten and they died.
]]FIN.
To see my thoughts on this... thing... check out the DA submission I did HERE:
http://juunanaflavoredfoods.deviantart.com/art/the-Dead-Man-s-Lullaby-111602675
Thanks and bye bye.
--Aeroo |
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