The principle so torrential was a mere flick,
Bitter to the taste, as tools are solidly round.
My fierce believer devours devoted beds
Fulfilling ease of torrents so then we dive in.
A principle of the voluminous works is a strategy,
The purpose of the book of trainees is served.
My bitter half avoids calamity this side of danger,
And so principles define the underlying enemy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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