A sonnet
by Icewolfz
Message 9 on The Critic's Board
ok this is a sonnet from year ago that i stumpled apoan when looking at files and talking on chat line and figured i post so all can have agood chuckle


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The Switch pushed in,
Power surges through out the traces.
These traces carry the power to pins.
Pins brings life to the busy races,
Sounds come from within.
The sounds mark the start, 
The start of the brain of man's creation, the machine,
Which is faster than man himself.
This brain powers this machine like an engine.
But, with all this power,
Speed from within,
And these brains it still cannot
Compare to a human,
Humans are the ultimate machines.
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ShadowMUD

10:31, Flameday, Sartki 18, 207 AD.

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