A.N. My first 'poem'! I go to a Quaker school, and we have to sit in silence for twenty minutes a week . . . Yeah, it sucks. Anyways, so, in this 'Quaker Meeting', this poem dealie started going through my head. It went a lil something like this . . .

Rites of Blood

By my Blood,
I'll Bleed

By your Blood,
You'll Bleed

By your Blood,
I'll Bleed

By my Blood,
You'll Bleed

And we'll all Bleed together