cheung shun sang
...... Swords - Poem by cheung shun sang
Squat with feet are swords with modes.
On your guards are feet are moons.
Circles run and moons are tight.
Swing you swords and good are sights.
Cut oblique are high and cuts.
Pivots guards are feet with luck.
Lunges and forwards all are thrusts.
Move on guarding feet and rush.
Workout swords are body buffs.
Swords to play are good with guts.
Bring your swords and life is forth.
Practices well are little loss.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---
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