| poetry
because if the sudden interest in poetry, i hereby open this paragraph for poetry.
"ode to a red-headed boy"
There was a red headed boy-o
who could fence, yea
and fence well-o
he fleched and he scored,
but the director was bored,
their once was a red-headed boy-o.
Oh! be still,
silent, and waiting,
waiting and silent we must be,
oh! silent, waiting, and flexible,
toward the lights! of red, white and green.
Oh! how the white light glares
how it sounds, and resounds and
continunes to glare!
How, terrible the soundeie,
How, dreadfulle the beaste,
How, in the name,
of all that is Holei. | 
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