~~~The ESB Calzaghe v. Kessler POETRY PICTORIAL~~~

:good :good :good This one HAS to be in the top 5, and I'm not being generous here!:happy :happy :happy

 

Contagious for sure,
Once you swallow the lure!:good

 

Alas, it will be in the morrow,
If it's not too much of a sorrow:
I'm going to bed,
For I have a sore head!
And need inspiration from somewhere to borrow!

 

:happy :happy :happy Great stuff! It reads even better if you read it in an Aussie accent! :happy :happy :happy

 

Another Northern creation...until the last line, when, presumably, you couldn't resist! Great stuff! This thread is geting better and better!

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The Roman General​

With staff in hand and sword held high, the general advances,
And with sharp, absolute resolve, his earnest face he glances,
Towards the proud barbarian, tall and strong, implacable and bold,
Who seems to dare to stare him down, trying to freeze him cold. ​

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And with one lunge he gets in range his pointed sword now ready,
He swarms his foe with rapid blows keeping his own stance steady.
The son of Thor now leaps aside, with confidence, and pluck,
It seems a game to him almost, nor does he doubt his luck.​

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The general, with vicious doggedness, in his advance he dodges,
Yet with great speed and skill his throat the roman soldier clutches,
And in eternal vice-like hold he grabs the general's gown,
He stuggles desperately, he screams, yet cannot avoid to drown.​

His vigour all having forsaken him, the son of Thor now watches,
In impotence and deadly shame as Master his face now notches,
With blow and blow of hurtful slaps as he administers correction,
He's terminally foiled, frustrated, without some quarter or protection.​

 

I cannot sleep either:-(

 

Any thoughts?:think