Swift's Blog thing: September 2011

Friday, September 30, 2011

Descending from the heavens,

down stairway of thorns,

and past sentry treacherous.

Band of heroes marches on bravely,

between emerald sky and crimson field,

in search of monument sacred.

One day a snail took a walk,

through a clearing in the woods

Under archway sullen,

and thicket brooding:

to where the flowers grew

Spires majestic,

and treasures blooming.

Wow this is like something straight out of my comics...

Studying whole day has been proven to cause bad puns.