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Capture the flag

Capture the flag

Capture the flag

You certainly conquered

And captured my flag

Whatever you conjured

Has me out of whack

I often have wondered

What you had planned

Why I get so flustered

At the stroke of your hand

I feel like I've been buttered

Like a dinner biscuit

Whatever you uttered

My heart has shifted

Into my chest you punctured

Now I am addicted

My days are numbered

A mission you now completed

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