The glorius mud pits
how divine thy steel
how smooth your flow
how driven to achieve
how solid your prow
In all you achieve
Thy divine steel
strong but laid back
massively racked
in ****table lairs
amendable to any fare
your strength
comes from within
Thy smooth flow
consulted for secrets
as to how you go
where you've been
what you've done
giving run to the owls
sagacity in the gnomes hollow
Thy drive to achieve
coordinated in every atom,
every pulse, every instinct
a little better in everything
having consulted the genie
with but three wishes
as you bear gravity's burden
like your own
only seeking company
for yourself
Thy solid prow
leading away to victory
leading away to industry
foot by foot
minute by minute
every hour
O mudpits, in all you achieve
your strong yet laid back,
consulted for secrets,
and coordinated in your instinct
leading away to victorious industry
in all you achieve
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Subjugate the Rhyme and Rock with the rhythm
Only got one line to balk all the schizm
