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A big game puts a charge into the greatest of athletes - a prose poem. |
| They’re young, and there’s more than Enough planet to go around; Meanwhile, troubles come For the other true champs Of the vegetable counter… They may not glean Or gather much From the new additions. And the home of the keyboards Seems inspiring and gruesome. Sharing messages Of appropriate quality and length. Formerly outraged, The bannisters call forth The canisters of coffee And energy substances - Foaming at the architecture Of extenuating circumstance. Their demonstrative keys Toward future conquests are A bridge to fandom Busily orchestrated. And the union of faithful joe’s Sprinkling of vague and truthful claims Is adjudicated and advised. A powerful show of acumen and force - And a glimmer of the fiercest resolve - A peaceful island of surf, sun, and sand Believing in the sunshine Of poised positioning… The chill of one’s blood Bubbles hot - A jubilant display Of positive ethics. Sending a robust and golden impact Surging through the stirrups - The miraculous horse Being ridden, Unvexed, Toward the finish line… |