Blood Creed Of The Dowless Clan

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Double Bar D
Oath pledged to individuality

Submitted: January 16, 2017

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Go down fighting,

Such  a divine honor to make war,

Never give up when the screw is tightening;

The thrill of the struggle is what bibles, lawyers, guns and swords

Are for!

 

When one knows that he is right,

Then never fear,

Just throw that fist with all of your might

When the enemy, Satan, comes ever so near.

 

No matter how big,

Well he can have a great fall,

Cause we can take his pig,

His house, his farm and all!

 

Just try to buy us off cheap

By giving us a twelve inch foot,

And we’ll ram that sword in so damn deep,

As we twist it into your soul for a while.

 

Please don’t try to fool us with your pitiful sad looks,

Cause then we’ll wind up demanding a country mile!

 

Don’t trifle with us now,

That you’ll only live to regret.

You’ll run from a fine switch like a full grown cow;

Like pigs going to slaughter in a semi- trailer you’ll flee in terror,

All can surely bet.

 

Certainly there are times

When the fight simply cannot be won,

But being man or woman

enough to take a beating for being honest

Is really half the fun.

 

If go down we must,

Then we’ll do it in God we trust.

In the end right can never be held to blame,

We’ll go down with grace

In a hail of cannon ball and flame!

 


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