'Like Gilgamesh And Enkidu' - Poem by Greg Oosterhouse
Like Gilgamesh and Enkidu,
We are friends, tried and true.
Only death can break our bond,
It is of you that I am fond.
We as a team will take on all comers,
They are Yugos, while we are Hummers.
My heart, like Gilgamesh, will be broken,
If you were to depart, with few words spoken.
You, Enkidu, and I, Gilgamesh,
Are a brotherhood in spirit and flesh.
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