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The Idiot and the Oddity Part 3

Page 7 We’ll build a wooden structure With planks torn from our ships And place it by their gates Then we wait for the eclipse Now I know you all have questions About how I know these things But I’ve studied all religions Foreign Nations, Queens and Kings Some kingdoms honor Bears Some worship cats and eagles Some lions, tigers, bears, “Oh My” Foxes, wolfs and beagles Now, these Trojans have one fondness It stands upon four feet It feeds upon the grassy plains And they ride it down their streets We will build it long and sleek With a tail tacked to its end And ears, upon its oblong head But, with one thing more to send There, concealed inside its belly Are those who lie in wait For the beast to be drawn inside The Trojan’s massive gates Page 8 So until the sun starts rising You men must now embark And assemble the device While working in the dark The others on the beach A distraction will devise To keep your labor secret From those Trojan’s prying eyes Now off with you, behind that mound I have a party to attend It’s not often I can have some fun At the same time to offend ( Troy 1184 BC, The Beach Party ) The Flames of passion darted up Into the evening air It made the glittering of sand Seamed like stars were everywhere The drums had reached a beat That made the young men, have to dance And I’m sure it made The Trojans Lose control and wet their pants Page 9 While young men danced on burning sands Displaying sex appeal The Greeks would pause and strike a pose And flex their buns of steel The Trojans on the wall Filled with heighten passion soon Turned their backs and dropped the drawers Displaying many moons It seemed as if, we played all night Now its time to take our chances Bring forth the horse, and by due course We all took second glances The carpenters that worked all night Had never seen the beast It was a horrible interpretation That is to say the least I should have choose an artist Much more suited for the task For instead of building a mighty horse There stood a giant ass. No time to make corrections for The dawn was growing near We must move without detection And crawl in through its rear To be continued...................

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Date: 8/9/2014 7:35:00 PM
Lol, you replaced the horse! On to 4 :)
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