Vigor rises up to spread,
But liberality, takes the hit instead,
It saves the day dressed in cerulean blue,
Although conflagration, was mighty too.
They clash together, as blue and red.
As water and fire, from live to dead,
Will one take the trophy? Will one take the prize?
Will one of them even...come out alive?
Scared and shivering, and, stuck in the middle,
I thought and I thought, and made up a riddle,
"Blue and vermilion again collide,
Which would you take?
Just...which side?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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