Please take my hand,
There’s burglars on my land.
Climbing up with force,
Bullet wounds in headed horse.
Strength comes at a price,
With crisp and spice.
Your hand is cool but moist,
Dear lady, what is your choice?
Will you swim oceans or conquer troops?
A washed up land with scuffed up boots.
Watery waves come a crashing,
Chunks of China come a smashing.
I love you so very much,
Please remembe...