Demons and witches and aliens galore
all washed upon some foreign shore
by the tides that rule the ocean and sea
as the end of the line is ruled by me
I alone stand on the winning ground
I have won for another round.
I WIN!!!!
Stubborn? maybe. Old? not really. Fool? I dont think so.
but no matter what you call yourself, in front of me you must go
just a few more paces
and there will be no traces
of you in my sacred spot
where I will declare to all within ear shot
WRG IS THE WINNER!!!!
what is a girl to do
to prove to all of you
that she rules the end of the line
and she does the job just fine
now I will be blunt
you all must stand in front
I'm the winner this beautiful day
and in the winners spot I will stay.
WRG Wins Again!!!!
stay if you will,
but in front of me still
for I stand at the end
and I will defend
this place where I live
that makes me the Winner!!!!!
Not a chance, I'm faster than you think, I'm at the end of the line and I am the Winner!!! lol
No,No I'm at the end of the line.
All Alone my latest story.
Sorry Ck but the winner is clearly me.
No need to fret
you will yet
find a place in line
to call your own.
It just is not here at the end of the line.
All Alone my latest story.
CK it is only fair
That you share
The last place in line
For surly it is mine
All Alone my latest story.
I must say with a smile and a wave
have you not all heard of the fabled lion
ol pale blue eyed one
he let's you play this game
standing guard all ahead
last in line for I
never left
winner from start to finish
There is no way
that you can stay
at the end of the line
I've declared it as mine
the place where wildrose's grow
is no place for lions don't you know.
so step gingerly ahead
and i be at the back of the line instead.
WINNER WRG!!!! yessssssssssss!!!
as I step back once again
thanks for showing this
tired lion warrior of your
beautiful wild roses do not
fear
as you can see I am in the rear
so smile and call me winner
CK
my new found friend I thank you
about those thorns as I place my
paw for your inspection see one two
three scars from such a flower so turn and face
north as you look north
not in 1st nor in last but one spot
in front of thee
winner me
whats this I cry as I make my way
to the end of the line where I will stay,
a step ahead is all it would take
then I can lay in the sun and bake
till my bruised petals again are healed
my thorns protect me like a shield.
just respect this place is mine
I'll fight forever for the end of the line.
Winner!!!!!