Bounding through the desert, he goes
Dashing through a storm of sand
Through the acrid wasteland, he knows
Lies his beloved homeland
With claws of ivory, he fight his foes
The hunger he can barely stand
Hearken, no love he bestows,
To those who offer a hand
Nearer, nearer, it comes, he crows
Crying to the winds that fanned
He succumbs not to them, his woes
But before the barren wasteland
-The Wearies of the Sandslash by Dranxis
Dashing through a storm of sand
Through the acrid wasteland, he knows
Lies his beloved homeland
With claws of ivory, he fight his foes
The hunger he can barely stand
Hearken, no love he bestows,
To those who offer a hand
Nearer, nearer, it comes, he crows
Crying to the winds that fanned
He succumbs not to them, his woes
But before the barren wasteland
-The Wearies of the Sandslash by Dranxis
Age 31
Trying to explode the PC Family's House! *Throws one Granade*
Seen December 16th, 2005
Posted December 16th, 2005
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