Strong Legs pushing,
And magic afoot,
Golden fur flying,
Small kid trying,
To make this good.
Barder and the Flying Turban,
Souring through the clouds,
Able to the city aglow,
And hear chatter oh so loud,
Noiselss,
Choiceless,
Flight without a sound,
Majestic,
Perplexic,
Never Coming Back to the Ground
Sunday, December 16, 2007
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