NY KNICKS FANATICS

I Will Fight No More Forever 

I am tired of fighting.  Our chiefs are killed.  Lives is dead.

 PEACEMAN is dead.

 The Knicks are all dead.  It is the old man Walsh who says yes or

 no. STEADY who led the young men is dead,Hope in the past Draft is

 dead,and even a ghost dance cannot

change what has past, and maybe the time of the Knick fan has past?

 La naranja y Azul y el Estadista debe dirigir a nuestras personas de este punto en. El mundo del Espíritu puede permitir los muertos anunciar de vez en cuando.


  It is cold and we have no blankets to warm our knicks or our hearts. The Knicks Diehards are freezing to death.  My people, some of them like Barf, have run away to the hills and have no blankets, no food.  No one knows where they are--perhaps freezing to death.  I want to have time to look for my children and see how many I can find.  Maybe I shall find them among the dead, like the knicks future.
     Hear me, my New White eye chiefs.  I am tired.  My heart is sick and sad.  From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.