Slow day at work + gibbering brain = no LJ cut for you!

Nov 26, 2006 02:07

One day while out walking, I encountered a stranger by the side of the road. I thought at first it was a dead man propped up against a tree, for he was reclining very still and in a pose unfit for sleeping. His legs were splayed out before him, his hands laying at his sides and turned up to the sky in vague claws, his head lolled to one side, his ( Read more... )

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kittygomeowr November 27 2006, 13:33:22 UTC
It is the mission of each true knight...
His duty... nay, his privilege!
To dream the impossible dream,
To fight the unbeatable foe,
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go;
To right the unrightable wrong.

To love, pure and chaste, from afar,
To try, when your arms are too weary,
To reach the unreachable star!

This is my Quest to follow that star,
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far,
To fight for the right
Without question or pause,
To be willing to march into hell
For a heavenly cause!

And I know, if I'll only be true
To this glorious Quest,
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest.

And the world will be better for this,
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach the unreachable stars!

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missus_paul December 19 2006, 19:37:09 UTC
What a bitch!

Hahaha, good little story. You gonna write more?

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