A hundred steady pairs of feet
Marching left-right one-two
To the beat of synchronized drums,
Banners whirling behind them
Wielded by practice hands,
Horns and trumpets blazing abroad
A victorious army marching onward.
All it took
Was one pair of feet
Marching right-left
Two one
To send the whole thing
Crashing to the ground.
1 comment:
I wasn't quite sure what to make of this at first. It struck me as a bit whimsical.
I like how I could feel the beat in the words and see the banners being whirled.
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