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Rock. A brute force Pounding, crushing Driven by fear With indubitable Tangibility. What can defeat This formidable foe? None other than Paper. A soft leaf Whispers, gestures Sweet nothings Poignant nothings In your ear So close, they sound Like a yell. But those, alas, Are drowned out By our friend Scissors. Cuspate slats Slicing, cleaving Everything In their path. There is no Discrimination; Nothing Is of importance To the scissors. Unless They are bent By the impetuous Rock.
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
Rock, Paper, Scissors
Rock. A brute force Pounding, crushing Driven by fear With indubitable Tangibility. What can defeat This formidable foe? None other than Paper. A soft leaf Whispers, gestures Sweet nothings Poignant nothings In your ear So close, they sound Like a yell. But those, alas, Are drowned out By our friend Scissors. Cuspate slats Slicing, cleaving Everything In their path. There is no Discrimination; Nothing Is of importance To the scissors. Unless They are bent By the impetuous Rock.
Rock beats scissors, which beats paper, which beats rock. Force wakes the ignorant, who **** our words, which speak louder than force.
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
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