This one's for you, Jason.* I'm so proud of you!
The Eagle
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
*Names have been changed to protect the - well - they've been changed!
I really thought this was unique and pretty good.
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