Survive Challenge: Page 2

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By jwhwz

I've had a lot of education; Onyx was fun music in the nation; not an enemy; My ATM card hasn't much cash on it; I tell myself I think I'm not a nit-wit; It makes me mad; I am my own worst enemy; My ego is me, myself, and I; I haven't whittled anything before; Nor do I have any iron for ore; Red is the color loved by the eyes of I; I love to e-mail my family; Lye, I haven't used. Now, have you caught on; I'm playing a letter game with words; Rds. are best when no cars are heard. That's why this poem makes no sense; Senseless is what I must say in my defense. Endlessly, I had to re-write my letter game; Men are people I do and don't understand. Defend myself, I must. Stand up for myself; Elfish things are cute on a shelf. Flying is the goal of life's puzzle; Less or more; Red is the color I often see; Eeks! Silly me!

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