The story of a brave General of the Roman Leigon.


Jack the Centurion

He was Jack the Centurion
Known for attacks that flurried on
His subdivision hurried on
His enemies he burried on

Jack was quite the dangerous guy
Stuck some spears in a dude's eye
Made a thousand-two wives cry
Seemed that Jack would never die

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack threw knives and made them stick
Jack knew a fancy spear-throw trick
Jack had a paige who's name was Rick

On top of having steady hand
Jack was quite the ladies man
Jack wooed women sea and land
Jack had money, Jack was grand

Jack was fighting Saxxoniers
Cut of some guy, Jackson's ears
Had his torso pumped with spears
Roman legions filled with tears

Jack, centurion, general, friend
His body burned at wooden crend
He rose to greet the Gods, and then
Fell to Hades' clutch, The End.




Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2006-12-03 at 22:26

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