Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The Naga In The Swamp

We fear the Naga in the swamp
It grows in mud and slime and damp
It breathes out foul polluted air
It spreads the black corruption there
It drinks our blood, it sucks our breath
It makes our life a living death
We cannot work or live in peace
Our foil and sorrow still increase
We cannot rest by night or day
The Naga eats our life away.