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Never get between a Spartan and his Cheesecake
Posted By: Kathryne<Ishdakitty@gmail.com>
Date: 7 November 2005, 8:18 pm


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Out there, somewhere in the hall,
My enemy doth stalk my fall.

My footsteps silent as can be
She's out there waiting patiently.

Linda's scopes, they never stray
I dance on her bad side today.

Rage as red as crimson hair
My chances now are less than fair.

In my hands the thing I take
Beloved mine, my own cheesecake.

My eyes stray to a corridor ahead
I see the shadow of SPARTAN Fred.

I duck into a passage small
MJOLNIR hardly fits at all.

I refuse to share this treasure mine,
They'd eat it all in a moment's time.

Across the com, John's voice I hear,
I must not listen, I must not fear.

Orders given but not heard, you see;
Cannot be said to count for me.

In darkness here I enjoy my feast,
Almonds and cherries to say the least.

Just as I'm done, the door opens wide,
My teammates found the place I hide.

The last of crumbs, the sweetest gem,
I finish right in front of them.

One set of green, two sets of brown,
Their eyes match each and every frown.

I grin and shrug and stop my lurking…
"What? Not my fault. My com's not working."





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