Sunday, August 07, 2011

Boston Harbor Post Game

The Tale of Keller Rohrback

We met some riders from KR land
Who said: `Two vast and powerful legs of power
Stand in the race. Near them, on the course,
Half sunk, many a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its owner well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"Our Name is Keller Rohrback, master or Masters:
Look on our works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level riders stretch far away

Update: F^%&(ing Ozymandias! Does no one read the classics anymore? Shorter version: KR Won.

2 Comments:

At Sunday, August 07, 2011 6:14:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

English?

 
At Monday, August 08, 2011 7:58:00 AM, Blogger Randy Salamon said...

Proper English. Like he said, the Classics.

 

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