For sure, and then, until when again, We meet and greet in this obsolete World of ours in our final hours Just to be the victor.
A victor you say? Yet the lose is mine To win this battle, I must decline A poet, but one who enjoys life, is me The victor is you, as I shall decree.
Now hold on there, my competitor. The conflict is not yet finished. For upon my list of feats I do declare, Your wins have not yet diminished. There still exists a chance for you To take away the 'w' So do not yield, the truth revealed, Try again, my new found friend.
Au contraire, I think you'll find That statement leaves me in a bind Though you say that, you win my friend And I declare, this fight shall end.
Alas, I see, for it is thee, That leaves the way for me to play I thank you for the fun galore And hope that we do this again once more.
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