France surrendered to itself at last
The thugs have ruled the day
And if you think that's not the fact
I've swampland in the Bay.
Where you may build your castle fair
To be so near the shore.
Where nature thence
Will take thee hence
And we will be no more.
The poetry of Beto Ochoa, Prose from a spiritual warrior
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The Poetry Of Beto Ochoa~ Prose from a spiritual warrior
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
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