StrikeA Poem by FeynixThis was actually just an experiment. I typically do not rhyme and I am usually prone to writing extremely long pieces.
Three by three we lined up,
Which was nine times the fine show that showed up, noses up. Our pride bolstered, we knew we could never be wrong, Until our long con fell, and the bell tolled, we were gone before dawn. © 2012 FeynixAuthor's Note
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