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Wrestling A Foe
(30 November 1874 – 24 Nisan 1942 / New London)

Wrestling A Foe

Poem By Naveed Akram

To wrestle a foe is suggesting a crime,
May werewolves regulate our passes,
This time no help is at bedtime.

Your nation lies ahead as we climb,
May strangers lurk in the dark gases,
To wrestle a foe is suggesting a crime.

Combatting the burden on our mime,
May dangers damage the glasses,
This time no help is at bedtime.

Yesterday, the day was like the lime,
Will they not be sour and sweet as lasses?
To wrestle a foe is suggesting a crime.

May today ask for sentences as longtime,
Yet the nights swing in masses,
This time no help is at bedtime.

The darkness eventually arrives in the meantime,
Selling effort over as if in classes,
This time no help is at bedtime,
To wrestle a foe is suggesting a crime.

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