The SpartanOut with the weak and in with the strong.He will sacrifice any son or brother who doesn't belong.He doesn't fear death and will make his enemies tremble.Fear is a weakness that will make life not end well.One heavy shield and a sword of bronze.Eyes of a monster that will be heard in many horrific songs.The enemy has numbers, but doesn't matter how many friendsTheir heads will be sticking out of the end of his javelin.Come meet him in battle or hide in a tower.The Spartan will always fight and destroy with sheer will power.
The AlchemistA little of this and a little of that.Some moss from this tree and the fangs of this bat.Alchemy is strange to many who don't possess it,but a master of alchemy can make a potion with pure wit.The tongue of a snake, some mushrooms of red.A great poison will be made to make enemies dead.Or a blue flower from this branch and a plant from the groundcan make a potion to heal disease along with every wound to be foundcall it witch craft and he will denyand here are the reasons he will state why"Witch Craft is for witches and a witch I am not,Alchemy is for alchemists and Alchemy is what I brought."
The GentlemanBows to you and says his name be it real or fakefor the hand of a man a very firm shakeor the hand of a woman a very gentle kissthe ladies love him when he is around it is blissat any fancy ballroom party or dinner he'll arrivefor good manners and stature is what he derivesChallenge this man to a duel wont be wisehe'll take you up on that offer and size up to meet your eyesThe gentleman is fearsome he has a sword in his canehe always has an umbrella for the ladies in case if it rains.
The SpyEven if you try you will not findThe shadow who hides in clever disguise.With all your work and all you pride.The spy will not follow your rules to abide by.He may be a gentleman or he may be a thug.He may be a hobo who hides as a plant and leaves a bug.An agent who pretends to be someone elseA man who never acts like himselfA woman who uses her charm and styleyou gaze upon her but she will be gone in a whilethe spy can be there listening to all your callsand no matter what move you make your information will help you fall.
The DetectiveEyes of the finder who finds one and all.Ears of the receiver who hears the finder's call.A speck of dirt was shifted to the left.An impression was made during the theft.You see the eye and the camera can know more than the mindThe detective exploits the villain using who what where when and whyA story can be told from every corner turnedand with every great discovery a new lesson is learned.So before you challenge the detectives superior mind.Know this criminal with ever thing you do an impression is left behind.
Alpha TestI was terrified as I walked in and sat down.Rain drops falling from my hair down to my frown.A test I must take, to conquer the fear.Once the test is taken, life will be clear.On whether or not I can move along just fineand live a life not with my parents, live a life that is just mine.I've tried so hard in life and taken many tests,but this was the alpha test and if I pasted it, it would be the best.After the test I waited in my chair.Face full of fear and still wet hair.Breath taken right out of my lungs and I gasp for air.If I failed this test, life would no longer be fair.As I got the results a smile crept up on my face.Air filled my lungs and my heart started to race.No longer do I have to wait in suspense,because now I got my drivers license!!!
Old Blind DogOld blind dog, where are you going.I have to watch you, you can't go off without me knowingOld blind dog. Your afraid of the thunder.Any booming sound in general and you feel for cover to hide under.Old blind dog, you rest close beside me.You feel safer and more comforted even though you can't see.Old blind dog, don't you dare jump up.You can't see where you're going and if you jump their you'll drop.
Crymson RedCreative color, used for blood and fireRight I am and it is used for beautiful drawings of hearts for the one you desireImagine a Rose that looked finer than a red oneMore likely it would be easier to get a burn from the sunScary photos are made when the flash makes your eyes redOnly color I picked when I got my braces in my headNo color can be better than my favorite crimson redRight now I sound bias, there is no better color than my favorite one I saidExcept this color show emotions like hate and love you feel inside your chestDon’t doubt me when I tell you that this color is the best!