Quartz

1/7/16 With zero remorse Jumped off the porch To play all sorts of sports Because time is short And before you know it, you might just be a corpse All things run their course So continue forth Instead of always trying to abort Around each and every fork Was looking out way beyond the wharf By a port Then headed North While storms approached with force Mined and eventually found a source of quartz In areas where the land was scorched The next day my voice was hoarse After popping bottles and corks While celebrating below several forts There were meats roasting above a torch And silverware, some of which included sporks Simultaneously I spotted flying storks And toads covered in warts In an area that once could've been inhabited by orcs By: Dalton Ogletree