by on August 21, 2022  in Poetry /
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With brains and brawn
The strength of a bull 
Seemed warmth ever full

While clothing did flay with fervor yet fey
Cried out the town play made up for the day
"Hey Man are you gay?"

As daylight did dawn
He cried out in vain
With anger and pain

Lest this we disdain
As friends called him gay
Shouted he, "no.. no way"

"I am merely a Roman Centurion"

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