This Battle
Posted By: Nike<jimmyneedles09@aol.com>
Date: 24 January 2003, 8:23 pm
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A/N: At the time I wrote this in school, I was thinking about Weird Al's "Amish Paradise". So, if any one knows this song, it may be a bit more enjoyable reading this while thinking of "Amish Paradise". Now enough yapping. Fields of golden wheat
is where they will meet.
The fields are on a mountainside,
the Scorpion tanks will be in for a ride.
But when both sides charge and collide,
then this battle may decide the tide.
Bullets will pierce, plasma will burn,
Longsword fighters twist and turn.
A Ghost and a Banshee. . .make a bombing run,
I can tell this is not going to be fun.
But when both sides charge and collide,
then this battle may decide the tide.
The golden Elite. . .charges toward me,
charging toward my backside, the area I can't see.
Plasma sword in hand, feet pounding dirt,
I pray that I'll dodge and avoid being hurt.
But when both sides charge and collide,
then this battle may decide the tide.
My reaction times are times are slower, not enough time.
I did not turn on a dime.
As my world became blacker, they knew because
that was what I was.
But when both sides charge and collide,
then this battle may decide the tide.
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