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O-X-O

In the center, I put down an O, But intercept your turn, For I cannot afford to Have the X in an incorrect Box. So to the top-right Corner goes my X, Once yours, now mine. But look, it is my turn Once more, so to the top- Middle goes my O, beginning A winning line. But, oh, I Am tired and feel not like Finishing this game. By Default I win, for I have More connecting O's while You sulk with a single X.

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