The Dog Fight

January 16, 2012
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The brotherhood unites and we howl,
Armor strapped chests with helmets overhead
Marching to the field, preparing
For glory.
Once there, we are home.
Our minds turn insane and our bodies flow.
Reinforcements venture to the field.
The nemesis will fall.
We shoot the arrow and the war EXPLODES!
The enemy cries for help but no one’s coming.
Screams echo throughout the Coliseum.
Four times we fight
And four times we conquer.
With will broken, they stumble off the battlefield.
The Wolf Pack cherishes the hard fought win
As we march off the battlefield.

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