| I'm leaving this one for someone else to start: | |
| The best poem in the world ever, Has no need to be complex or clever. | |
| Although in all truth… | |
| ....maybe it's not the best... | |
| No, just kidding it beats the rest. | |
| It triumphs over the realm of writ, With soothing flow and biting wit. | |
| It hasn't really got a point, and there's this aching in my elbow joint. | |
| I think I'm gonna leave it there, before I tear out any more hair. |
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