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TacticsShe says no with her voice Maybe yes with her eyes Smiles very sweetly at My frustrated sighs I sit and drink my coffee Accepting my rebuff No need for haste For I've time enough The campaign isn't over Too soon for a defeat yet For he who never fights Is he who never gets A swift hug at the door And I'm on my way Victory sweet victory Could come any day Vote for this poem
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