Green Lantern Chapter2
he must put the spirt into the creature
that the snakes and creature of
the stones shall
make the thing live!
beyond the edges of the renew'd cuppa-nink
these drams of gold shall be the mind of
this thing.
these vains of gold shall bleed for this thing
that this thing shall walk among men
and shall have the spirt of ten thousand snakes
and the strength of a hundred horses
this thing shall walk upright
and think
this thing shall host the ways of many
and shall be named
THE SCARECROW!
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