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its quirky, and its kind of a riddle poem |
| Hail to me, for I am the creator of life in a single stroke. Hail to me, for I am the reaper of death in a single sweep. Hail to me, for I am the past, present, and future of which you live in. Hail to me, for the laws I wrote, for the tears and anger I brought forth. Hail to me, for my life is short but the journey and wisdom is long and prosperous. Hail to me for i am the almighty PENCIL! |