Monday, January 5, 2015

And yet we dream

Up from who knows where they arise
Mighty spinsters in velvet draped
Roaring in stealth they come relentlessly
Our hearts are all aflame

Is sad some crash and and take a roll
Plucky britches thrown in the brink
Refreshing though they have a drink
We cheer, they'll romp another day

The army numbering multitudes now
On march in scandalous hordes no end in sight
A pleasing tapestry by stretch of mind
Our cheering wanes, are we enchanted?

Our thoughts and hopes envision glory
The dreams of youth come racing daringly
As age creeps on we contemplate warily
These shysters all they have their gall

And yet we dream

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