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 remember my singular touch.

If we may not be together,

May you remember me forever.