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The Grave of Heroes
| fragrant sweet tailpipe | 01/26/18 |
| fragrant sweet tailpipe | 01/26/18 |
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Date: January 26th, 2018 4:21 AM Author: fragrant sweet tailpipe Along the winding pathway road through bramble thick and forest green there sits a lonely oaken tree, giantess, weather worn timesoaker, natures verdant shard, her. On windswept hill she bides the passing days, seeing all, speaking none, so safekeeper of secrets we might add to the roll call of her renown. And resting beneath her manifold shade you'll find seven nondescript graves, smoothed over by the seasons, sunk into the wormy mother ground, but still bearing faint inscriptions: "The Motioness"; "Skadden's Scion"; "Captain JNOV"; "Holmes' Arrow"; "AppellateMan"; "Indemnitor"; and, placed above the rest, "The Wonder Litigator." I bid you bear witness to these graves. More than that: strike into the ground beneath them. What you find may surprise you. For some things, in the love of the law, are timeless. (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3871579&forum_id=3#35242147) |
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Date: January 26th, 2018 11:44 AM Author: fragrant sweet tailpipe In Rolickstand-on-Tillyter, a young boy weaves his way Cross foamy seaside skuttlecrabs, greyshore stickers, ivory shells
Till in distant glance he catches her towering tauntress tree
Her greentopped crown abuzz with white flaglets in dancing spring
Beckoning thing his pail drops and traipse his way he makes
Clambering up the rocky side scrapped knees stinging youth's victory cry
Then at her shadowed base he stands witness to seven mossy stones
On six a black scripture marvel, marking the man in wet wormy soil
On one, in golden tongue loomed larger than all the rest: "Wonder Litigator"
High above clouded skies rollickroll through cerulean to cast first drops of rain
He kneels breathes once twice deep then thrusts his hands to the land
A flash scenes the whiteness sound trumpets the earth itself upheaved |