You know that scene in “The Princess Bride” where that little bald genius is trying to use logic to figure out which flask has the poison? I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out why this excellent poem has gotten 29 (at the moment) green hearts and not a single comment, and whether I should make a comment myself. I can’t, so I won’t. But I loved the poem.

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