deer swarm soccer fields
generals trek through the dung
the games have begun!
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deer swarm soccer fields
generals trek through the dung
the games have begun!
Summer begins.
Ubisoft deliver,
we all want fun!
Some people can't count
It's five, then seven, then five
Poets, you are not.
Forgotten lay the flower
Crumpled to the Ground
Dropped by a Small Child
I'm here.
I'm waiting for you.
I drink for you.
Can someone buff me
I want to produce faster
I will buff you back
Swaying in warm breeze
Not all that glitters is gold
Wheatfields in the sun
Now is not the time
To send my geologist
For gold deposit.
A dead deer rises
An unfolding spirit soars
Leaping to new life
Last Line of Defense
The Goalie Stands Tall.. But wait!
A might Cross! GOAL!