Poetic
Prose is the weapon of the intellectual. A donkey once ate my homework.
Prose is the weapon of the intellectual. A donkey once ate my homework.
The secret to Chess is deception. To beat a Grand Master, play the fool.
I am a situation room. My light is bright at night. What really am I?
Who’s truly the strongest? Those whom The Lord chooses.
In a world where might makes right, you just need to be the strongest.
You can be too smart to cry.
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