#10 of Poetry
A poem about ElevatorCon.
To ascend or descend?
That is the inquiry
Once it stops on your floor
You better scurry
Fit one, then two, then three more
If only there were several elevators galore
This one is broken
This one is stuck
Now there's no line
Quite the clusterfuck
There is a country with the same name as a type of meat and an animal. Do you know what it is? You eat it on Thanksgiving, Christmas, or every day for lunch. What is it? It is a country that used to be the Byzantine Empire. What are you...
Fear of tradition Fear of growth Fear of security Fear of destroying the left
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