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ACCESS the internet in THE AGE OF ANCIENT ROME in your SLEEP.

 

ACCESS the internet in THE AGE OF ANCIENT ROME in your SLEEP.


The alley was sand and dry

There was walking a man with the cane

In his life

From the middle spreading of the age

Really it was just some ink on the page

And the night it was late

Some stars in the sky

You can imagine that i’m too lazy to describe

To Describe


And he had hired a scribe

With a very powerful and imaginitive mind

And able to gather information from the deep

With the scribe it was like he accesing

The internet in the age of ancient rome in his sleep


All bells and whistles were now gone

Just some black and white text

How far have we gone

From those time’s of the first printing press

To this age of anime waifus and continous stress


In that era if you wanted to find yourself

There were the philosophers you could consult

But beware if you insult

Or anger the gods from high

There’s so many of them you won’t got a chance in fight

So the man moved in the covers of the night


Not a light or a torch

He could have time travelled to your front porch

And if the porcelain was broken when the earthquakes came

Back in them days

They didn’t even have clue about such things as video games


Now he knocked the door of the emperor

And yes indeed this man of great stature and power

Lived just like anyone else on elm’s street

”Asking for alm’s again?” the emperor amused when opening the door

”NO! I’ve got something that has to be released” The man with the cane laid his wares on the ground

This bracelet can even save you in the thunderstorms and clouds


Forget how anyone else forged it the past

This piece of jewellery

The emperor had to ask

What is it made out of?

And he said of copper,bone and silk

The emperor exchanged the amulet the bracelet to a gallon of goat’s milk

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