The intense yellow sun was high in the sky. The fields were hot and the earth burned the feet of the men running in front of him – they wore no shoes and no one knew why.
There were fifteen of
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A beast of the sky
Didst sour ever high
And spotted well
The stirring gale
With simple ease
He cleared the breeze
And soon thereafter
Found cause for laughter
Quite tattered and slow
A beast flew bellow
Quick of decent
Predator went
A duel engaged
A battle raged
The once supposed prey
Didst conquer that day
Though tattered indeed
The Storm did concede
That stronger still
Was this beast's will
So judged as weak
Many might seek
Yet mightier sure
Is he that endure
Didst sour ever high
And spotted well
The stirring gale
With simple ease
He cleared the breeze
And soon thereafter
Found cause for laughter
Quite tattered and slow
A beast flew bellow
Quick of decent
Predator went
A duel engaged
A battle raged
The once supposed prey
Didst conquer that day
Though tattered indeed
The Storm did concede
That stronger still
Was this beast's will
So judged as weak
Many might seek
Yet mightier sure
Is he that endure