GoluvGolem
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In to the arena a world apart,
Roaring past that chariot cart,
This is war were legends are named,
To the death or go down in flames.
Two men enter one man leaves,
Fight to the death for all to see,
Crowd shout for blood ain't no remorse,
Armed to the death with brutal force!
Into the games lions come out,
Held in chains there must be doubt?
Crowd shout out that sudden roar,
Blood and guts they all adore.
Chariots engage warriors clash,
Who will survive the gods ask?
To the end emperor calls,
Sword goes in another one falls.
Now is the time he cant defend,
This is the place were warriors attend
But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body. Poem made by-Paul gardner
Roaring past that chariot cart,
This is war were legends are named,
To the death or go down in flames.
Two men enter one man leaves,
Fight to the death for all to see,
Crowd shout for blood ain't no remorse,
Armed to the death with brutal force!
Into the games lions come out,
Held in chains there must be doubt?
Crowd shout out that sudden roar,
Blood and guts they all adore.
Chariots engage warriors clash,
Who will survive the gods ask?
To the end emperor calls,
Sword goes in another one falls.
Now is the time he cant defend,
This is the place were warriors attend
But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body. Poem made by-Paul gardner
