The Poet Destroyer Vs. the Acrostic Italian: Round Nine
Practive makes perfect, so we need to meet
On the field of play for a daily game.
Each day the results will remain the same,
Therefore I will never ever be beat.
Destiny will not allow you to cheat,
Even though you are the one with the fame.
Say my name and then they will say my name
Together as they stand out of their seats.
Remain true to me Destroyer Poet,
Offering me what is rightfully mine.
Your heart belongs to me and you know it,
Eagerly waiting to read the next line.
Respect is deserved, and I will show it,
Since you have shown me all of the right signs.
Round ten will come later. this is the final round.
Copyright © Dakarai Cobb | Year Posted 2010
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