The OAKS on the Avenue gave 3 Acorns.
They are TOO YOUNG . They each THree had Holes.
The Weevils had already Got Them. Before.
Like the Infant TUrtle had not made it to Shore.
But Instead was Trapped between Hot LEgs
AND Hotter Pavements Of Walls of Consensus.
They Broach their Great Hope- SPORT of the LIVING.
TO OUTLIVE One Accident Remain STRONG.
Like a Turtle to its Shell to its LEGS LENGTHS.
Traveling over Ocean FLOORS come Home.
The Roost in their Origins. They GO THROUGH.
From Time's Smallest Chances to its FUTURE.
An Oak Can Bend but it Won't Falter.
EL ROBLE DOBLA PERO NO QUIEBRA
They are TOO YOUNG . They each THree had Holes.
The Weevils had already Got Them. Before.
Like the Infant TUrtle had not made it to Shore.
But Instead was Trapped between Hot LEgs
AND Hotter Pavements Of Walls of Consensus.
They Broach their Great Hope- SPORT of the LIVING.
TO OUTLIVE One Accident Remain STRONG.
Like a Turtle to its Shell to its LEGS LENGTHS.
Traveling over Ocean FLOORS come Home.
The Roost in their Origins. They GO THROUGH.
From Time's Smallest Chances to its FUTURE.
An Oak Can Bend but it Won't Falter.
EL ROBLE DOBLA PERO NO QUIEBRA
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