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heres my poem
once upon a draft eve
the hooded one lay asleep
when suddenly he had a vision
of mavfan twenty-three, ninety
pick Chris houston you must
said the mavfan
for i am filled with lust
his coverage skills are phenomenal you see
and his measureables excite me
you will regret the day you pass him up
especially if you choose Paul Poluzny
haha so the end doesn't rhyme but oh welll
The first paragraph had no rhyme either- But a C- for effort