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Vlad (part six)
Alight in fever As this day long and better The white man was there And the French are the poor For settling the highs And light pollution our thread For the sins of the father We made it one day And cryptic to him The Earth was created to empire For all we explore As doorbells to fire And they see No hope in rain But the heights of East Fire Ebola these firsts And where they are, I cope To trail with a summons The Earth is strong And scourge, and infirm The maddest reply For history the ruler We rhyme calcitrant- when they call Our African view And his ninety year end The likes of me Places at noon Pre-tensile and needy A thousand yard realm Of steady proper And waiting for dawn The dust by our engines A small thought for noon By the lakeside And the memory That time is without us A stale intervention If we shore up the herds And prophecy seeing No place to hide And low sales And a victory at war For Korea the near And expressed Our enemy of never Never Kate or the picture We stashed all align This courtesy sharp Only castles to bear And history before that I was long to before And why I donβt drink On a date with the hero By generation be better As I flew to Kiev The licensure plane To better my options Accepting the ruse And the rule And for treason Alight for the town And dressed just the same To Chernobyl.