A passable poem,
Typed out on a blank page,
Using the words, "emblem",
"Gem", "them", "go", "lie", and "age".
It is just an excuse.
It's trying to confuse.
So I could get away
And proceed to FarmVille,
The good game of the day.
But there lies the evil,
There, the need to escape
With my mask and my cape.
But comic superheroes
Have powers no one knows
And mine only echoes.
Poor words strung together,
Haphazardly holding,
Trying not to bother,
Trying to be nothing,
But they are still breathing.
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