[THOM]
O triumph!!!
O shining crystal tower on the mount of overwhelming VICTORY!!!
Presiding over the vast plain of mediocrity and stale, barren, broken hopes --
Here I dwell !!!
[umm... and Bhavan too]
O supplicants,
O vanquished plains dwellers devoid of scrabble skills
Weep not !!!
Instead -- rejoice!!!
For you breathe the air
and you eat of the earth
just as me and Bhavan do !!!
You just don't metabolize it such that you end up winning games of scrabble
Actually, I sort of see myself fitting into the metaphor of this poem as the window washer in the crystal tower on the mount of overwhelming victory. I just kinda happened to be washing the windows when Bhavan won overwhelming VICTORY
[/THOM]