Copy Cat Poem by Singleton M. Tate
Copy Cat
Mimicking me seduced your brain.
A style that profoundly drove you insane.
Protest gazing the blaze of the skilled.
Rendered helpless to my Creative Will.
Never begin to Exhale.
As I dash and I dart behind the Veil.
Clouds of Inferior Knights.
Exclaiming my downfall my plight.
Mastery Overt.
Surrender you're hurt.
Towards Triumph,
I March Greater Still.
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