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Go on, leap gallantly through the flames The ring of fire threatens to sear your skin It taunts you, the faces in the conflagration contorted Fiery tongues outstretched, broiling cheeks pulled back in mockery Flaming fingers quivering, laughing at your hesitation Oh, how very tempted you are to leap through the flames! In time, Honor outranks common sense And as you pace in thought, Dignity outranks precaution And then you fly through the ring, a determined little engine (who thought he could) to a very toasty, elegant death (but in this case, you miserably failed).
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Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 7:39 PM UTC
The Little Engine that Couldn't
Go on, leap gallantly through the flames The ring of fire threatens to sear your skin It taunts you, the faces in the conflagration contorted Fiery tongues outstretched, broiling cheeks pulled back in mockery Flaming fingers quivering, laughing at your hesitation Oh, how very tempted you are to leap through the flames! In time, Honor outranks common sense And as you pace in thought, Dignity outranks precaution And then you fly through the ring, a determined little engine (who thought he could) to a very toasty, elegant death (but in this case, you miserably failed).
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Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 7:39 PM UTC
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