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Games Not To End In Death

Don’t start a game ending in death, Something there: forfeiture of breath! Don’t mind Superstar Bruce Lee, His Game of Death Kung Fu we see. Next, the player lodged in some heath, To The Living Death: Living Threat!” Don’t think of a game marked by risk. The sort guys start and taste the whisk “You’re a rogue who’d begun to frisk: You were breathing fast, your steps brisk!” Great hopes from games lovers treasure: Don’t think its pleasure a measure: You wrongly measure its pleasure, Games should often be for leisure… Addressed I have one’s intellect: A message for it to collect.

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