Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

1 Sept 2010

Ultimate design

We are the game that give you your fame
Think we’re lame and you’ll feel the pain
We are the main, sane, it’s simple and plain.
Join to remain, support the vein
That gives unto you your blood.
Round, rounded you should be,
Only other for only
From top to bottom from bottom to top
This is what I give unto thee.
One in none but for the O’ divine
This is the nature of my ultimate design.

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