SPASMODIC breath,
toppled and blocked,
retreat yells the queen,
before the elephants show up.
CHUCKLED in blue,
with your ammunition box,
put my field glasses on,
and watch these elephants,
turn the red into blue.
ALL broke down,
snapping of my heals,
i dive into a land mine,
and watch as these elephants
turn red into blue.
IM THINKIN OF THE CHORDS FROM' IN COURT OF THE CRIMSON KING' AND IM LIKIN THERES & YOURS! BIG 10 HERE! FRANK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Turning the red into blue...for the sake of who! ? Very clever David Thankyou love duncan X