-Tony Wilder
Some mystery cold
A fantasy more real than Tron
It came from a man
And tell it I am
His name they call it pcron
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A wizard of 5s?
Some may say
Though doubtful
Think it not true
Not even a 4
Are tricks his in store
Or 3, or 1, or 2
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A sab may lay wait
As others will do
No different in his cause
But where his a spy
As none can de nigh
His RECONS are very shrew
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Remember a back
Advancing a 2
or 1 and even 3!
His recons roam
The boarder lands
And beckon with their plee
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Suducing as they may be
To take them as your own
pcrons ladies
Are deadly shadies
That chill me to the bone. :)