Formula's Spell
Once there was a man called Formula “the mass”
his philosophy changed none: fellow ruled the mass
“Fragrance your thought for
Sweet rose your heart, dear!”
Bloody how sweet is formula’s spell to rule the mass!
Copyright © Poet. Undertaker | Year Posted 2013
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