The strings of bronze have been struck
and the brass bell rung
Out comes the broken shoulder
her soldiers square and lungs bleached blue.
She waddles gracefully towards the quick sand.
She dives off the plank,
and floats.

The strings of bronze have been struck
and the brass bell rung
Out comes the broken shoulder
her soldiers square and lungs bleached blue.
She waddles gracefully towards the quick sand.
She dives off the plank,
and floats.
