And for those of you that didn't or had a
hard time understanding my latest update, I
will put it in the form of a poem and a
limerick:
Haiku style for all you passive resistant
yuppy, zen type people
Back to where it sparked,
Desert wind whispers the past.
Ghosts blink, then vanish.
and
Phoenix lights at dusk,
Old games played on newer boards.
I still deal the cards.
Limerick style for everyone else
There once was a man named Monroe,
Whose secrets ran deep down below.
He dealt all the cards,
While dodging the guards,
And smiled as he put on the show.
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