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Quote Wars Sebastian Was His Name
Sebastian Was His Name There a single figured stood In a land that no man claims Leafing though an ancient book And Sebastian was his name It was the first spring of the war And with victory nowhere at hand The only way for keeping score Was counting words scratched in the sand And every voice that spoke that day On either side, gave all they could Until there wasn’t much to say Then fell together where they stood No one can say, the reason why That young Quotes come to such an end Or if indeed they really die Instead by fate they just transcend Sebastian led the charge that May As text from scrolls fell ‘round his feet The Huns where burning books that day But he could barely feel the heat It wasn’t ‘till he made their line He realized, alone he stood And all the quotes that he possessed Have done the others little good With enemies now all around And the margins closing fast He set to pen another round Putting all the Huns to task After all the ink stained pages The flowing discourse pooled like blood Like the knowledge of the ages Now were trampled down in mud There a single figured stood In a land that no man claims Leafing though an ancient book And Sebastian was his name
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