Wheel of Fortune
I am the wheel of fortune
Greeting us. My ship and my knights
We rise from the mighty graveyard
Shelter of boldness, fate of fortune
Wheeling palaces, lush emerald shores
Our pirating chart, our impearled gullies
Eminent nine footed courtier atlas
Twilling pavilions, our titanic coasts
Begotten tenured sin faithless wombs
Bastardy storms, breasts of jewels
Enslaved beaten nights, ruptured warfares
Emblems of posies, our elucidation
Rainy fire, stanzas and codex of flowers
Colony of jewels, infectious continents
Caching props, stateless, cordless nuptials
Oscillate flesh, vision of wreckage yards
Ancient shores, plea of sinful splendors
Peers to the roofless spidery sunbeams
Raise! Raise! Ghosts of the great cully
Inflamed Excalibur for the wise purpose
Your boldness, garland of our fertile path
Our warrant love is your paragon of deed
Obliterator love for the malicious seeds
Giant rectitude is the pious chieftain
Embarking our barge, your marina gallantries
Gartered vast bellies, stormy calibers
Harlotry vestals, riding gold diggers
Greet us in your shores upon the fie
Bags of fortune, wheels of fortune
Our enclaves’ heroic rights for tomorrow
6:58am 19/10/07
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