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&;#65279;The tide of life
left the house of retreat
and flowed into the minds
of those who had stood by!
For wicked thought's
dwelt within the waiting room
of excitement, as little was known
of the lesser being whom now dared to approach.

They waited for the moment when they could jump,
their feet eager to move.
Little did they know that the game was up,
for their boot laces had been tied to each other,
so when they did go to jump, they crashed to the floor
and the noise was heard from wall to wall.
They became saturated with their own spite,
they could feel their own back bite.

The being who had thwarted their game,
took back the ball and thrown it over the brace of hate
and in the middle there stood one Solo.
Who slowly became to whisper, then raised his voice,
his word began to infiltrate their sicken minds.
'I told you so' 'I told you so' 'I TOLD YOU SO'

The room began to sway as his words took on a new form,
as he began once more to change what he said;
starting low slowly building up to a crescendo
'I knew she'd catch you out' 'I knew IT' 'She's clever of that there is
no doubt'
'SHE'S GOT YOU OUT!'

They twisted and turned and saw him grow till his body exploded once
more with his hateful
words. 'SHE'S GOT YOU OUT!'

The game was over they all knew. As she waved them goodbye and walk
into the
humbleness of happiness that you could ever find, for her dreams rode a
white stallion and
carried her off to better lands. Away from the minus minimal's who now
lay sprawled
defeated on the floor!.

? Lesley Roberts 1 September 2002