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Pride

 

The sensation of being eminent,

Maybe something angelic or devilish;

It is something that we often acquaint,

Not knowing that the move may have been peevish.

 

Pride is what makes rulers fall,

And thousands suffer,

Yet it is responsible for developing man from neanderthal,

And Man may not have ruled without her.

 

Pride is hope,

But it's fake;

Is found from every priest to pope,

But without it humanity would be as weak as a snowflake.

 

Pride may kill, 

Or even prosper;

But know that the Roman hill,

Was a result of Pride's whisper.

 

The seven deadly sins are a crime,

Yet it has been set aside:

For its contributions are just fine,

And one of them is simply Pride.

 

-@PracticeParkourStunt

 

btw, this was my homework and I didn't pay much time to it, hope you disliked it  :ph34r: 

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-Approved

 

It is something that we often acquaint,

Not knowing that the move may have been peevish.

 

 

These two lines are a bit...confusing. Peevish doesn't really seem to be the best word for this place.

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