Best Swindled Poems

Now it is I chime with sage;
The god of wit!
Clanged his sword with warders
Of profound thinking,
Buried the hatchet with the successors of
intense cognizance,
Scrawled an epitaph of honour,
To raise the Lazarus of creativity,
And returned with bolstered wits;
Boxed in Sage's cranial faculty.
The wind of Sage blew away...

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