UnPoetia:A Fortress' Power
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Poetry for people who hate poetry |
Nothing can break through it
Not anything
Not even a titanium rod
Not even a bulldozer
Or a weevil
Or an Atlantic Cod
It’s basically a fortress
Designed to keep invaders out
Designed to have tall walls to do that
And it cannot be broken
Because it’s a fortress
It’s made of stones from the quarry