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John Fields
Guest
He sees the future
dominated by his sword,
crafted by liars.
Arithmetic? Bah!
Who needs to find the right way
when you can just guess?
Logic? What is that?
An effrontery, it seems.
I'll use common sense...
and a limerick:
There once was a young boy named Bret
who thought it beneath him to sweat.
And so as he grew,
and his studies eschew,
has caused him, a man, much regret.
JF
dominated by his sword,
crafted by liars.
Arithmetic? Bah!
Who needs to find the right way
when you can just guess?
Logic? What is that?
An effrontery, it seems.
I'll use common sense...
and a limerick:
There once was a young boy named Bret
who thought it beneath him to sweat.
And so as he grew,
and his studies eschew,
has caused him, a man, much regret.
JF