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The Young Klingon Warrior

The Young Klingon Warrior A young Klingon warrior Raised with the taste of blood in his mouth Trained to never back down To always fight the good fight Never to be allowed to quit His blood runs cold as the battle begins He will kill a thousand with one blade Not bothering to look back at the dead He doesn't care what shows in their eyes He has just one mission His soul is to live or die for the Empire He will never run As his blood flows onto the ground He will breathe his last breath He will die an honorable death With his death he will be remembered All will know that he was a true warrior And he lived his life the way he wanted\ He died the way he wanted Defending the empire he loved

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/14/2012 10:26:00 AM
Wow yiu realy brought this Kligon warrior to life Rob! Excellent poem. X Lizzie
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