Yorktown Disciple
Quatrain of Next To Myself

Me



Move over, set me down next
to myself, there will be two
of me and you'll be
one.


You are so wise and I need an
edge, my thoughts pray for
alien accords sagely 
spun.


When we sit down to uncover a
problem, there will be
more thoughts to
attach,


We get three opinions, and when
in trouble, we will have
one more head to
scratch.

Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10898
Thoughts

shall

need

no

compromise
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