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Brett Estes Poem
There was a woman who lived on Jakku,
who lived in a robot and ate stew,
she met some droids,
and fought people on steroids,
and flew a frater too.
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Brett Estes Poem
Sebun Nihonjin Okoku no Senso (War of the Seven Japanese Kingdoms):
Sebun utukushi okoku wa, senso o sengen shimasu (Seven Beautiful Kingdoms Declare War), Heishi no su sen-ri ga senjo ni ran’nyu shimasu (Thousands of soldiers storm onto the battlefield), 7 Shido-sha-tachi wa, kareka no buki o kakimasu (seven leaders draw their weapons). Karera wa Juden to shite densentu-tekina tatakai ga hajimarimasu! (the legendary battle begins as they charge!) Shototsu! Buki wa hokia ni shototsu shimasu. (Clash! Weapons strike against another.)
Toshi~Tsu ga gokaku shi, sora ga kuraidesu. (years pass, and the sky is dark) Sora Kara kaminari kurakku, (thunder cracks from the sky) Doragon ga Tobu yo ni toboe o kite imasu! (Howls are heard as dragons fly down!)
Kareka wa sugu ni modotte heiwa o nattoku sa semasu. (they quickly conivnce peace back.) Seijo ni tochi to sora ritan, (the lands and sky return to normal,) Okoku wa heiwa ni modorimasu. (the kingdoms return to peace.) Hitobito wa hinemosu pati de iwaimasu! (the people celebrate with a daylong party!) Ryu wa futatabi ie ni tobimasu. (the dragons fly home again.)
Owari. (End.)
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Brett Estes Poem
The River of Life flows on (poem)
We all remember our ups and downs, and our smiles to our frowns.
It is beautiful like a crown, a crown upon a woman, wearing a gown, but will always be let down.
Life flows like a river, from being heated to getting a shiver, and it is majestic as a wiver.
The birds continue to fly, high up in the sky, and the children wonder why, why the children cannot fly.
A country of peace, and all in ease, while some have to lease. Lease their home, always seemed gloam, as they always cover themselves with chrome.
Life flows like a river, from the glamorous sky to the repugnant ground, and it can be worse with a frown.
It can be like a play, being played in the broadway, as these actors pray.
Pray to saints day, but they always see their lord as a portrait, while their children horseplay in their school hallway.
Life flows like a river, while all may not be a giver, but they can give up their liver.
And so it flows, the river goes, and life continues to glow.
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Copyright © Brett Estes | Year Posted 2016
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