Not a moment sleeps
when our motion wakes
and perpetuates a new arising
The greatest races ever run
are those without a finish
and the hares become confused
to which it becomes obvious
of why the hero was the tortoise
An anti-hero now
when a Casio watch
measures nano-seconds
The western world is exhausted
and the road stretches
past the horizon
and the East have been running long
for over 4,000 years
and they don't even need an inhaler.
So who is laughing now?
Well the answer is quite clear;
whoever found it funny.
Jan 23, 2010
Jan 23, 2010 at 12:51 AM UTC
Not a moment sleeps
when our motion wakes
and perpetuates a new arising
The greatest races ever run
are those without a finish
and the hares become confused
to which it becomes obvious
of why the hero was the tortoise
An anti-hero now
when a Casio watch
measures nano-seconds
The western world is exhausted
and the road stretches
past the horizon
and the East have been running long
for over 4,000 years
and they don't even need an inhaler.
So who is laughing now?
Well the answer is quite clear;
whoever found it funny.
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