I Spit Fire -Contest-
A poem is all you had request
A masterpiece is what I’ll bequest
No mere rhyme, nor meter, nor count,
Will ever truly amount
To the vast greatness you will see
As the last verse I’ll present to thee!
For all my gallant
Talent
Will be on display
At all others dismay
For I shall win your contest
Without contest!
…
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Glory is great
But PayPal will do ;)
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