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Writing by Samuel Pye

Acquisition

Acquisition

After everything was looted,
they shuffled around muted,
licking their lips,
slapping their chops,
beer, wine and whisky,
time to get frisky,
shit and piss,
fading into the abyss,
Nubian knights,
riding white horses,
thundering hooves,
splash of streams,
babbling brooks,
mountains and plains,
fertile forests,
cynical,
though only by acquisition,
will we ever truly know,

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