War and Peace
08-13-2010, 10:23 AM
I harvest raps then carve the caps of cats that go against the grain like a thresher
craft mathematically exact abstract graphs that slash dimensional planes like M.C. Escher
a wealth of clever legerdemain invades brains and maintains insane pressure
self-ordained to reign forever so there ain't no lane for no lame to be proclaimed successor
see, son rose on the third day and on the seventh I rested
a poet whose prose and wordplay is Heaven-sent and will never be bested
my skills still haven't crested yet my benevolence is ever requested
with His blessed presence I'm well invested hence my development will never be arrested
craft mathematically exact abstract graphs that slash dimensional planes like M.C. Escher
a wealth of clever legerdemain invades brains and maintains insane pressure
self-ordained to reign forever so there ain't no lane for no lame to be proclaimed successor
see, son rose on the third day and on the seventh I rested
a poet whose prose and wordplay is Heaven-sent and will never be bested
my skills still haven't crested yet my benevolence is ever requested
with His blessed presence I'm well invested hence my development will never be arrested