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in reply to @apogeesys's post:

There once was a big sphynx before me
She, too, had decided to vore me.
I decided to sit
And commit to the bit
Of this poem, now writ.
Could she tolerate it?
This grotesque counterfeit
Crime against English lit.
Til at last she admit
She would have to permit
Me to go, so I split.
The end.