Thee, Poem by Mason Carter


Till mountains start to fly,
and Jupiter hits the sun.
Till collapses down the sky,
and oceans begin to burn.
Till the planets collide by
and earth loses its run.
Till NorthPole goes dry,
and its ice into fire turn.
Till Socrates learns to lie
and takes not the poison.
I shall love thee.

-Mason Carter
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