All went out on their glorious quest,
To be number one, to be the best;
The competition a way of mind and skill,
A compilation of brain and physical will.
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The competition is the right in a simple game,
To test how sharp and to find your name;
The will to win in the fight for fame,
A passion to beat and a heart of flame.
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Mysterious might and ancient art,
The ability to see the opponent's heart;
To read the thought ahead of time,
To win with words in a twist of rhyme.
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The truth of old is a subtle test,
From life to death to be the best;
The game is life we know it well,
To rise again from the depths of hell.
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Of brilliant mind the game at hand,
The treasure life, the prize so grand;
A minute verse will teach the plan,
Of a million times to preach to man.
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They all came back from various ways,
The answer of how they spent their days;
The judgment decided in this story told,
A victor comes before his God of old.
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Signed,
To beat all odds.
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