..and red in rage, and the heat in hades seem pale to match it's pace,
and so the people spurge like it does not hurt , for shame is to be second or third..
and unruly they come, like if the race runs, everything here that is done
at them they hint , whose days are green, of superiority by their grin
little they know, in shame it's told, the red are the worst of arrogance, behold !
apoet : © feb 6 2007, 8.37pm

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