Flogenic

Poet / Writer / Spoken Word Artist

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To Whom It May Concern
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Define
To A Certain Girl
Love
I Want
Samba
You Suck
Mull Over It
It Grows
The Dead
Devolution
Second Coming
G
De Evil
Linked
Irony
My Dearest Alaskan
Looking For Love
Short
#2
War
We Must Win
Farewell
Shame
We Must Win
 

Dutchmen!
We are in for one wild night.
A beast approaches!
Patient and confident, they think that THEY might WIN!

HA!

This is where WE fight. OUR HOUSE!
This is where THEY lose.

We Dutch are descendant of Hercules himself.
And we have been taught that victory on THIS Friday night,
Is the greatest glory we can achieve in this life.
Dutchmen! We are the finest Men the world has ever known!

Our age has come, an age of Victory!

ALL will know that OUR Dutchmen
Would give THEIR LAST BREATH to defend it.

Tell me who! TELL ME! Who thinks they can stop this Dutchman team!?
WE WILL HAVE VICTORY.

DUTCHMEN! Ready yourselves.

GIVE THEM NOTHING. BUT TAKE FROM THEM EVERYTHING.

FOR TONIGHT, WE DINE IN HELL!

THIS is Collegiate.
We are DUTCHMEN.

This WILL not be over quickly. They will not enjoy this.
Dutchmen never retreat. Dutchmen NEVER surrender.

Whose house!?
Whose house!?

And WE. MUST. WIN.
 

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