Nate Orvis

Rookie (8/27/93 / Denver, Colorado)

Tonights Song. - Poem by Nate Orvis

Oh quiet soilder,
Lay down your heavy gun,
Oh quiet mother,
Do you really worry about your only son?

Dear sweet nector,
Bring us your sweet sensation,
Dear sweet captor,
Have you yet betrayed your nation?

Sing symphonic siren,
For the sailors are yet to come home,
Sing symphonic children,
The dogs have been good, feed them a bone,

Live life free,
We're only here for so long,
Live life me,
This concludes tonights harmonious song.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 7, 2010

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