Saturday, October 08, 2005


I stand by the sea

I stand by the sea,.
Looking for a navy,
Enemy at my back.

My nation small,
They want it all.
Not until I fall.

Young don’t care,
How nations fare
Only pretty wear.

Nothing real,
You must feel.
No big deal!

Storm will come
Take money and fun
Not to anyone.

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