Japan, 1863. Across the globe, the civil war rages.
I made the long walk
Across the plains,
through the village path
under the stars.
At long last, I came to the monastery
where a message was waiting on the fax machine:
It's Abe Lincoln. We need you.
The cardigan that my grandma wraps me in when I am cold.;
Dusty piles of cards from someone who loves me;
Computer overheating with a two-thousand-million-word PDF scrapbook;
When I was a little younger than I am now,
I went home after school and wrote until bedtime.
That was enough to take me into the stratosphere.
I'd play in the cloud for hours and hours.
I will tell you what I remember from high school, and I will tell you how you can follow in my sinful and lowly footsteps, that your blood might be as holy as mine.
Comments
i've seen so much about how Lincoln could've sent a fax to the samurais and this is such a funny representation!
this is hilarious!!
quote from a friend:
"thats funny. i especially love the fax machine in the monestary"
thank you both very much!
Awesome. This made me smile.
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