Classic poem of the day
Master Foster, very good man,
Sweeps his college now and than,
After that he takes a dance
Up from London down to France,
With a black bonnet and a white snout,
Stand you there, you are out.
Member poem of the day
A grey sea, a dark sky, a cry
In dimness, catch shadows that fly
Our cause is not yet lost
Behind us, our lives, wave goodbye
Worn, cold and afraid, but we try
With nothing, there's no cost
Blue sky and bright sun, and a song
Warm moments like these keep us strong
Harder hours are to come
We look back, our stand, were we wrong
Too late, it's too late now, too long
Remember, and be numb
White rocks, shallow water, ...
