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My Heroes (Triolet) by MacFrantic My heroes gone to pastures gold
and from my heart I sing to thee
Such courage born from times of old
My heroes gone to pastures gold
Revering love lest it be bold
In shadowed shades of secrecy
My heroes gone to pastures gold
and from my heart I sing to thee
Up the ladder:
look east when you leave west
Down the ladder:
Hell is spring
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Posted: January 31, 2005 3:16 PM PST; Last modified: January 31, 2005 3:16 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.4034123 Overall Rank: 3144 Comments:
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wilco @ 24.165.207.93
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31-Jan-05/5:47 PM
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Not bad as a Triolet. I usually dislike using thee and lest but but it seems to work ok here.
Were your heroes cows? Yes, they have.
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