Chariot of death
Posted By: Slayer_Boi<goggleboy_89@hotmail.com>
Date: 1 September 2004, 9:31 PM
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Authors note:
this is my first halo fan fic. it is going to be a series of poems and maybe a few stories too;)
However, if it just gets bad remarks and comments, then i won't bother so be nice:P[lr]
Twisting, turning, roving across the land,
Three alert marines, two are old hands.
Young Jones the newest of the three,
Sitting in the side seat, grinning with glee.
Kensington is behind the wheel,
With a faux fur seat, he likes the feel.
Swenlin, The most experienced with the gun,
was in the back, hoping for some fun.
As the drove along, through the rough, harsh land,
They see a long thin purple band.
'Covenant raiding party' Swenlin whispered with awe,
Jones looked exited, and pulled his gun from the floor.
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