[Poem] Sent to the Scribes

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I'm Peet Boggin,

You've probably heard around,
Slinging poetry on the ground,
Now I know you Scribes don't know art,
Your verses hit a crowd like a warm fart,
Stop playing with your little pens and ledgers,
Find me and get rough around the edges,
I challenge your best to a poetry duel,
I'll feed you my verses like a bucket of gruel.

[Runic]

To the aspiring poet called Pete,
A poem written with such heat,
My verses aren't farts but are fire,
Especially when spun 'pon my lyre,
But I agree that you and I aught to meet ~

Yours,
Scribe de Clercq