Monday, August 27, 2007

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Undefined slope, it knows no number,
Takes no limit, it receives no slumber,
Never stops, no top, no cap, no gap,
One of a kind, and it's a calculator blunder.

Saga is my food source, when I'm in a hurry,
Hit the noon-prayer, then to lunch, then in a flurry,
Then I hit the gas, run to class, we're the jury,
Talk about the Pagans, gods in a fury

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