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:alienooh:
Hi all :rolly2: Just thought I would show everyone what happens to a persons mind when they train too much :blah:
Here is a feeble little poem I wrote!
Ausgate
The training goes ever on and on
From the first day it was begun
Naquadah here, Naquadah there
But Trinium hardly anywhere!
Some items come, some items go
But where that Staff is I don't know
Maybe I'll find it another day
I am determined! Come what may.
Most of the answers I get right
When one is wrong I get a fright
Especially when it's worth a lot
Can I remember? I cannot!
I go from last to first all day
And then my computer will not play
I get frustrated, I get mad!
Don't you think my life is sad
And then another day is here
I have to get my mind in gear
So back to training I must go
To see if all the answers know
And so from the first day begun
The training goes ever on and on!
Star'man'ac :smokin: |