Oft I must strive with wind and wave, Battle them both when under the sea
I feel out the bottom, a foreign land. In lying still I am strong in the strife;
If I fail in that they are stronger than I, And wrenching me loose, soon put me to rout.
They wish to capture what I must keep. I can master them both if my grip holds out,
If the rocks bring succor and lend support, Strength in the struggle. Ask me my name!
2006-07-25
08:10:29
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➔ Jokes & Riddles
bastet: I'm from Trinidad and Tobago. Why do you ask?
2006-07-25
08:13:55 ·
update #1
Patrick Bateman: If you've got nothing better to say, just be quiet. And it is spelt "medieval"...not "midevil."
2006-07-25
08:24:34 ·
update #2