Haiku Battle ship
Look at you with your
Dented lips cursing my tongue
Your words are chopped
Flowing like oceans
Tragedy strikes drunk sailors
So curse all you want
I have the treasure
I stole it from your wreckage
Now you're doomed at shore
My words flow through you
Surrender this word battle
I already won.
Like your ship words sink
And yours have been so drowned
By my blasting tongue.
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