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Friday, July 17, 2015

Ten Hundred Thousand Names

Having done this many times
I can not see my acts as crimes
Advantage Great Poetry Games
Requires ten hundred thousand names

As Dr Moon means Moron D
Poor RN Doom can't help but see
Whatever fear disables one
Inspires other virtual gun

Since no one man is "Bandersnatch"
My mission is not him to catch
But rather isolate the fool
Point out his words still float in pool

Only Thranoi seems to care
About your soiled underwear
If that was me (in fact it is)
I would mind my own mean biz

Not run off whine to management
Each time new join request was sent
Or use my poetastery skills
To clean up my own fecal spills

One million names or only one
May enter in these games for fun
Whichever you pick to oppose
Left in dust finger up nose
Ormond, you  have not heard the last of Eupholome. I will never stop writing.

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