Heave ** Your cry astounds
Flummoxing your enemies ashore
Debonaire you brandish pistol and sword
Cutting down resistant scallywags
Thy treasure shall be mine!
You dash haphazardly between slashes
Excitement and *** course through
Fueling you to victory
Imposing is thy stance!
Booted foot on stack of cannon *****
Actioned-packed adventure
As you reave and raid the seas
Your adventure keeps me alert
But my ship's an iron beast of land
I think of daring combat
And your exploits give me hope
I load my rifle in hot anticipation
Prepared to write my own adventure
The giant steel hatch lowers
And hot iron rips through me
My adventure ends prematurely
My *** is without excitement and masks pain
A hospital bed now serves as my galleon
Your book by my bedside, untouched
Feb 21, 2020
Feb 21, 2020 at 7:23 PM UTC
Heave ** Your cry astounds
Flummoxing your enemies ashore
Debonaire you brandish pistol and sword
Cutting down resistant scallywags
Thy treasure shall be mine!
You dash haphazardly between slashes
Excitement and *** course through
Fueling you to victory
Imposing is thy stance!
Booted foot on stack of cannon *****
Actioned-packed adventure
As you reave and raid the seas
Your adventure keeps me alert
But my ship's an iron beast of land
I think of daring combat
And your exploits give me hope
I load my rifle in hot anticipation
Prepared to write my own adventure
The giant steel hatch lowers
And hot iron rips through me
My adventure ends prematurely
My *** is without excitement and masks pain
A hospital bed now serves as my galleon
Your book by my bedside, untouched
This poem was inspired by 3 months of laying in a hospital, as I had major surgery on my back, kidney, shoulder. It was a terrible experience that I would never want anyone to share. I remember being so ****** off reading books about glamour and adventure. Rarely does adventure leave you without scars and war is far from glamourous. War is hell.
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