Back in *my* day, there were only four elements!
You whipper-snappers with your "periodic table" and your "what are you even talking about, water is a compound" don't know how good you have it!
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
>pretentious
it's like thou be wanting to be damned by the gods above us