To give respect for Spain team that win latest european titles and to show my admiration for them, I have made a poem titled ‘Letter to Spain’. Should be titled ‘La Furia Roja’ or else but I won’t. Don’t ask for some reason though. It’s more like a letter from a bunch of soldiers than a poem. So enjoy (or puke) the poem.

Letter to Spain by Marchel
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my love, I’ve been enlisted again.
this time, it’s the battle for Vienna.
my love, my uniform is Spain
this time, it’s not Madrid or Barca…

to the flag, we wear your red…
sometimes, also your yellow
to the flag, your color is great…
every time, we will not bow

here come the great orange general
facing us with a pack of a young bear
we’ve made first digg to their funeral
but revenge is the bear word to swear

the vikings have a strong front
but even that can’t harm our captain
the Greek shock our reserves
but I sent them their last pain

we’ve pass the jungle and look at the blue sky
they sent thunders and we have a long fight
we are cursed for so long against the blue sky
before our captain heroic act saves the night

those young bear ambush us again
they killed their general homeland elites
our war might ends once again
but we kill them with our three deadly hits

my love, we reach Vienna at last
our foe is the legendary panzer
we win the war against the last
and all will remember it forever

my love, the war is over
it’s over and I will come back to you
my love, you and I are always forever
but now, let me introduce Henry D. to you…