The Glorious Comittee

November 14, 2011
This comittee is glorious.
It brings us together in lines.
We are it, it is us.
It is the basis of our lives.

In a room where all the people
Do not want to be there,
As conflict gets steeper,
Innocent beware.

Then, the plentiful numbers,
Old and tired are they.
Together as one they are nothing like slumber
And have the power to get their ways.

A single man,
But only a frozen prince.
If all three fail,
He takes the expense.

They'd seem fullproof, yet lately they've been
Chasing their tails, reaching the end.
Let's hope they don't drop what they're holding: this Emerald City.
This is the ode to the Glorious Comittee.

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