It Came From The Fog by Dman14

It Came From The Fog
What’s that? Who’s there?
I can see you; I know you’re out there,
A big red flash. Then some green and blue,
“If you hurt me ill sue,”
The blue flash, the big green fighting machine,
The best in the west,
Mess with them and you’ll die like the rest,
I can see it clear now,
I think I can hear it,
It’s the titan all big and red,
Last time a guy followed them into a trail he ended up dead,
So take this warning, remember it well,
If you ever see the hang-on riders run or welcome to hell.

Team Green (71.217.17.112) -- Thursday, October 25 2007, 05:25 am

Ya!
I can see this clearly now. Going through the dense fog, carrying the blue flash and the green killing machine. The fog so thick, the pain setting in. Hey! We miss the rest stop! The big red continues, better to run or welcome to hell. Come, follow me and hang on! Nice poem Dman14, enjoyed the read.

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