Ode to the Great Pition
Ah yes what a great inspiration the Pition is.
*strums her guitar*
I will write an ode to the great Pition:
This is a song one so true,
About a pition who ruled,
Peace reigned on every land.
Music and dance in each persons hand,
The sky was bright and laughter gay,
None there was a dark cloudy day,
Unsuspecting the world had been,
The the bondage was never seen,
But than it came on a black thunderous horse,
Chasing each person into remorse,
One for each and every thought so free,
That made this dark force the truth to see,
So in the end it killed all truth,
For its unjustiable hunger to sooth,
Than there stood the righteous few,
Who still fought for what was true,
They had battled oh so bravely,
Standing for the Pition that used to be,
No more there was the pition rule,
Now in the hands of the unthoughtful cruel,
The people were forced into a tame,
Told that what they said was still the same,
Extinct was the words of the free,
Just what the dark force wants to see,
Woe to those to saw the fake,
Woe to those who stood and not break,
Blessed to those who are still there,
Blessed to those who never thought fair,
Be it them in their fantasy,
That they live in this facade eternally,
Soon they'll forget the great Pition rule,
They was and still is so true.
*places down her guitar*
Oh how I've missed the great Pition rule.
Indeed...gone is the Pition.
~Frickangel
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