A Quine could kill like a cyanide pill
All that you have built upon my stilt
So take heed we are the vine the reed and the seed.
Remember this and serve ye well
As we have the power to break your spell.
Remember this and you’ll do well,
Forget this and be damned to hell
That is the power of our heart!
Art thou fear, art thou near,
So long as you remember,
We are the light and the ember
The envy and the glory,
The one and the only story.
1 Sept 2010
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