The Poetry Battle

[DrunkN]

A fairly self explanatory thread. Fight with the pen.

Hey there old fools, are you ready to write?
I'm going to make your blood boil, and your fists clench tight.
No average rhymer has a chance of beating this dude,
Your gonna start shaking and you'll lose your wise attitude.
So unless some master wants to tangle in the ring,
I think I'll sit here laughing, ruling as the king.

[TrakMastaTom]

So this is essentially a rap battle? I'm game.

Allow my rhymes to be Street Fighter based.

Please step aside cause the champ is on a mission
Whether 4, Alpha 3 or Championship Edition
I drop science like nuclear fission
And I bring the pain like Chun Li's kickin'
I don't care who you are or where you from, fool
I don't stop the psycho crusher til you're in a blood pool
Lying on the ground and you're wondering how
Everything went so quickly and you're KO'd now
Can't touch my style don't test my reflex
Gimme 30-some seconds and I'm askin' who's next
When it comes to street fightin I'm the holy trinity
Servin' you a plate of defeat from '87 'til infinity

[Dojah]

Ok Ok, so lets really start this mission,
a lyrical expedition, without need of ignition.
Who's really in a position to battle this suspicious technician,
you'll quickly lose ambition, as you get stomped into submission,
in addition I'll do it daily and make it tradition.
You up for the transition? Or should I call the mortician?
Call your physician, dietitian, make sure you build up your nutrition.
I will start to provoke in the 2nd edition,
this audition, you will croke by your 2nd emission,
you are a joke as I invoke spirits of superstition.
Gods pop up like a magician in defence for this tactician,
Then I awoke form this exhibition with little cognition.

Whoa what happened....

[DrunkN]

Don't make me laugh, I'll knock you both down,
By the end of the day I'll still have my crown,
If you really want a shot at the champ
You gotta do better, your rhythm is crap.
Your skills really blow, and so does your rhyming,
If only you hicks had some real timing;
You'd have a fair chance, of fighting with words,
And you wouldn't get mauled you pile of turds.

[mario90s]

Well well well!
It seems I'm in this battle!
So you leave now before I send you some cattle!
Well come on, come on!
Come on this ain't done!
Why don''t you throw me a punch
Before
Your faces will get crushed!
Well well?
What are you doing?
It seems to me like your just losing!

[TrakMastaTom]

Well it would seem somebody else wants to feel the fury
Of the master, I plan to finish this one in a hurry
The rhymes are so cold just like a snow flurry
I see you pretending otherwise, I know you heard me
You better scurry, scram that's the best advice
That anyone has ever given you in your entire life
I'm nice when I rhyme, fresh to death
Your rhymes are puttin me to pillows, while you rhymed I slept
You gotta step up, I got advanced placement, you never kept up
And I know you know you can't compete it's time to fess up
I'm knockin fools over like they was dominos
Nothin to see here, you better move along, Vamanos!

[mario90s]

So at least one of you pure cowards
Has come to face the music
Unlike unkown Howard!
Now who the heck that is
Don't ask me!
Why don't you ask
Leziure suit Larry
I bet he knows this guy
At least better than I!

[Neutral]

Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons!

[Dudebro]

I have nothing to contribute because I fail at poetry. I rated this topic up though because it's a good idea and a funny read. +1 and 5 stars DN.

[Neutral]

So I'm gonna do this battle and I'm gonna do it good
But because I suck
And have run out of my luck
I have no place in this hood.
W.T.F,
what have I done?
All my reputations will be gone.
W.T.F,
what have I done?

[Chuck Norris]

Yo DN, Imma make you frown
by the end of the day i be wearing your crown
you think you can beat me? Ya don't stand a chance
Imma whip you good like Britain did France
Ya raps are whack, ya squeaking like a mouse
So why don't you drop dead like a victim from my roundhouse?
What's the matter why ain't you talking?
I'm the champ, so you best to get to walking!
What are you angry? So full of rage!
Make like King Kong and get back in ya cage!

[OldTimer]

There once was a man from mantucket....

Whoops wrong start.

roses are red and violates are blue
the smell of the toilet reminds me of you.

I never said I was any good at this. Good topic though but i suck at poetry.

[Chuck Norris]

roses are red,
violets are blue
God made me handsome,
what happened to you?

[mario90s]

Hey guess what Chuck
Your out of luck
Your better off sitting on a stupid duck

You say my raps are bad
But their nothing compared to the garbage you had

You say your raps are full of might
But I thought I saw some of your raps from another site

And another thing
You got no bling

You think I'm weak, but I got all night
And at night your a pretty bad sight

So you think I'm weak now
If still so then get ready to feel my pow

Well well well
Guess who now smells

[joz]

Hey Mario!
I don't even have to state that your rap is bad,
you do fine on your own while I puff my home grown.

So just wait for it, I got something tasty for you.
It's a bionic super sonic who be chasing some tails.

And he don't fail, unlike your profile. I went there for a while and realized you ain't got style.

But enough of this, I got to go and take a piss.
I promise you won't be finding this on any other site,
and I know you'll think twice and before you roll the dice and compare to my might!

[mario90s]

Shut up dude, your full of trash
Why I can give you a very good bash

You think you can just insult me like that
Well I'll tell you boy you won't get a friendly pat

Now I admitt
The rap above this one was s***

But I'll tell ya now
You'll soon get a pow

[joz]

Tit for tat! I hit it from the back!
I assure you I'm not in it for a pat.
So listen closely, cause you're about to lose your traction, as I break out with some classic kung fu action.
You must admit that what I spit it makes you slip, and you've seen only the tip!
You should get it by now, so go on and take a bow, cause I'm the robot master now!

[kiwinavega]

Time for the master to enter this equation
Now I've had a minute to check the situation
Seems this thread is full of pretenders
Doing their best to look like contenders

I'm sipping my cognac and practically choking
A poetry battle? You have to be joking
I'll admit some rhymers are showing some skill
But thinking you'll beat me, you have to be ill

I'm globally famed for the strength of my rhyming
Delivered with style and precision in timing
So bring it on people, show what you can do
But before I go a quick message to you
Pay some attention, you'll see that I'm on it
I just whipped you all in the form of a sonnet*


*Please ignore the fact I didn't write in Iambic Pentameter and so it isn't a real sonnet in the strictest sense

[joz]

*Cough* *cough* *cough*
You hear me choking but it's from the toking, am I hearing right? Nah you must be joking.
I can battle with you while I'm not even looking. Can you smell that? Yeah that's your rhyme that I'm cooking.
So go on and sit back before you end up as a hack.

[marxxx]

Its gonna be hard to do this without cursin, but here we go:

You aint never heard rhymes like these,
hit ya so hard, make you drop to your knees,
now everybody freeze like its 32 degrees,
and pay attention to me as i drop that heat
that'll leave you breathless, have ya feelin restless,
futuristic flow, you can call me George Jetson.
cant nobody else fill the shoes that i step in,
one-shot kill, now i hope you learned your lesson.
its ya boy marxxx man, so let us begin,
by killin all you haters and doin it with a grin,
spittin that heat everytime the record spins,
so if anybody asks, tell em marxxx for the win.
THE END

[joz]

X marxxx the spot, and I'm about to start,
with zero in regards to any smart remarks.
Make me drop to my knees, boy you'll end up on these!
So by now you understood, that I have the goods,
I bring the wood so hard, it makes you wish that you could too, so
I'm a make you disperse by the end of this verse!

[marxxx]

Its marxxx baby here to spit some more sentences,
2 words to describe me? Bonafide lyracist.
u haters lookin curious, wonderin how in doin this,
spittin verses with fluidness, leavin ya feelin furious.
u think u can take me out? cut the foolishness,
its obvious u suckas really dont know who ya foolin wit.
trust me homie im the wrong dude to be duelin wit
yo rhymes are empty like a refrigerator wit no food in it.
delicious flow, go head and get a taste of it,
rhymin is my job, and i never take a break from it
bathin in my money while you struggle barely makin it,
standin ovation for marxxx, the fan favorite.



that one is for u jozman. lolz

[RazeGeneration]

I'm kinda new but... I guess I can give it a shot :p

Alotta Gamer Rappers seem to flock to this thread
But I'll take you all to Oblivion and leave you Left 4 Dead
When You See Me on the BattleField you all better be prepared
I'll be bustin more shots than people on Modern Warfare
But I don't gotta carry guns, I got a sword; Soul Calibur
I'll slice you down til my hands get bored, then laugh at ya
And if you think you a Street Fighter then tell where you at
I'll get you hand to hand, man to man, like Mortal Kombat
You think you can beat me up? You dreamin, Final Fantasy
But I'll knock you outta yo dream, yeah kick you off yo canopy
Then I'll stab you while you on the ground, you have been slain
Then take a picture of your corpe, call it Fatal Frame
Then I'll flee from the scene like I have a Need For Speed
I can't get caught by the stupid police
But I don't have a car, so I better steal one quick
I committed Grand Theft Auto but I don't know how to drive a stick :'(



lol

[Dudebro]

Welcome to RU and good job.

[Demon-Mask]

Quite the influx of new users, eh?

[marxxx]

referral #2 for marxxx

[RazeGeneration]

^^ what he said... marxxx brought me here...
GAMERS FTW

[joz]

This one goes out to the new challenger, dropping titles of games striving for attention and fame, man that play's kind of lame.

I'm a Predator and you're simply my prey.
Damb! You just can't keep me at bay. All you can do is complain.
S.O.S! HELP! This buster's feeling distressed! I know he's trying his best, but just like the rest he can't compete and I'm haven't even hit Top Gear!
I smell your fear so you'd do best to stay clear.

This is your Mission Impossible, Gen your attempts aren't even plausable.
Like Zhuge Liang, I'm a traditional tactition who's out on mission to put all opposition into submission.

See how easy that was?
I could soak you up with gasoline and set you aflame, or put you to shame it's all the same, boy I can keep playing this game all day and make you feel all my rage.

So watch out now, or you'll be found DOA. Make you feel like you're bloatin and leave you floatin down by 86.

[Dudebro]

Jozman wins-
Like Zhuge Liang, I'm a traditional tactition who's out on mission to put all opposition into submission.

[joz]

I think that adding judges to this would be great. I'm game to play if anyone else out there would like to challenge me.

[Dudebro]

Nah you guys don't need judges I was just giving you props for the RoTK line.

[joz]

Well maybe we don't need judges, but I sure could go for some more fresh meat out here. I liked this game.

[RU Joe]

You want fresh meat?
I'll grind your seat
and fry it up
like burger meat

The path to this throne is twisted and long
your rhymes all sound like they're from a song
by the time you solve these I'll be long gone
Anyways, in my game, you're all just pawns

So now you're all mad at what I just said
recognize your King and bow instead
try to step up, I'll chop off your head
and grind all your bones to make my bread

[joz]

Yoga FLAME! You've only got yourself to blame, I'm lyricaly trained to your utter dismay.
So go on then and take my seat, sit back and rest your feet, cause I'm about to start bringing the heat.
Here take care of my hat and just try to relax. So here it goes, here comes my flow!

A poetical Einstien, with words so devine they'll leave you intwined, now you're just lagging behind.
This isn't a battle, it's a homicide so I'ma need everyone to step aside.
And you'd do best to watch where you step, cause you're at the murder scene of the Burger King.
Damb this is obscene! A cocaine fiend who can't get clean, I'll be here just waiting for thee!

[RU Joe]

I farted and blew your Yoga Flame out
now you're just standing there, holding your snout
It'll do you no good now to scream and shout
'cause the King's gonna teach you what it's all about

Einstein? - PLEEEZ, you're just a rain man
Why don't you get out while you still can?
I'm heating up my frying pan
to cook you up like you was SPAM

And cocaine? Man, you'se a fool
anyone who touches it is just a tool
your brain turns to mush and you start to drool
and then you get to die.
Really cool.

You better stop talking 'bout this buster crud
lyrics don't need drugs to pack a thud
shake them off like dog dirt, leave them in the mud
C'mon, you can do way better, bud.

[joz]

You got one thing right Joe, I can really flow without any dro.
My flows are perverse, I'll pass you by in reverse there's no need to rehearse.

Me just a tool? Damb homie, you just don't know me.
I can't believe that you dared, you must have been blinded by all that hair.
Here's five bucks and get yourself a decent cut.

I'm your main opposition, a master of yoga positions, so
just follow your intuition, you'll be needing a coalition before you challenge my nuclear fission.

[RU Joe]

What's happening to you, old sport?
Your last rhyme really came up short
So now I'm like a bull when I snuff and snort
Gonna toss you by your shorts with this retort

You got it wrong bro, I wasn't calling you a tool
I was talkin' 'bout coke dealin', usein' fools
and if ya wanna know, I think you're cool
maybe you can be my Duke when I start my rule

Don't you start up about my hair
Why the low blow? - I'm playin' fair
so now I'll just take what's mine, my share
I take the Royal crown, so
'KING ME'

There.

AS for fission, well you know my friend
mess around with nukes and it will be the end.

[tanc24]

I think that adding judges to this would be great. I'm game to play if anyone else out there would like to challenge me.

You need a judge to officiate this crap?
My name is JT and your rhythm is wack.
You think this is Tanc? You got another thing comin'
So back to your porch with that banjo you strummin'.

We got Doj-man and Jozman, Joegrow and Dudebro
But kiwi in vega broke out some sick flow,
Spitting rhymes and some sonnets
that fella is on it.
One hit wonder or some kind of prophet?

Now joz is consistent with his lyrical plunder
but jo-grow jumped in and stole all his thunder
I'm sitting back wishin' for a fresh new submission
Can jozman come strong like them threats he is dishin'?

You're next on the list of this crazy rap battle,
I'm herding you fool, like south texas cattle. 8)

[RU Joe]

JT is it? It'll all end the same
You aren't about to just roll in and end my reign
If you think you will, well you're insane
'cause I got endless rhymes playin' in my brain

Here I sit, and I wear the Royal crown
step up to try to snatch it and I'll throw you down
Don't say I didn't warn you if you try to clown
I'll toss you in my castle moat and watch you drown

Now don't you ever try to step up again
remember that I AM THE KING, my friend
now you've got the picture that I wanted to send
and like I said, to my rhymes there is no end

[tanc24]

Joe-grow's rhymes are sick and they're easy to read,
but he's mono-syllabic if you know what i mean
My two year old son can carve up his lyrics
like a deaf man's fart, he can't even hear it

That's right it's JT, but you call me tanc
More than one syllable? Your brain it just shrank.
Too much to consider, you won't find me on Twitter
I roll with RU, so hand me my spitter.
I drop in a chew and start up the chatter,
I'm mixing things up faster than batter
Setting high scores, records I shatter.

You might be the king of Vancouver south,
But I come from Cali son, my money's my mouth
I talk for a living and write a bit too,
a lyrical genius and this one's for you:

You need to come stronger than claiming your throne
Canadian bacon, you smokin' a bone?
We got one thing in common, you know what I'm saying?
Pack me a bowl kid, c'mon I'm not playing.
Your reign has just ended, you're stepping aside
Back to your cave bro, or wherever you hide. 8)

[RU Joe]

So, what you're superCalifoniaistic?
Sounds cool but I ain't gonna buy your shtick
I flick you away just as one would a tick
or shaving scum, from on the blades of my Shick


What's with all the National profilin'
I thought this was just a contest of stylin'
to show whose rhymes are so electrifyin'
and to help us decide who will end up fryin'

You don't have enough brave to enter my cave
stop tryin' to deny that you are my slave
I know taking my crown is what you must crave
but what awaits you is a lyrical grave

There ain't no way the KING is dyin'
no matter how you keep tryin'
I'll always send you home cryin'

[tanc24]

So, what you're superCalifoniaistic?


SuperCalifoniaistic? No sir, I'm expert-rap-adocious!
What are you a vuvuzela? Your sound is atrocious!
A red card for you, I'm no national hater
I'm clean with my game, you're baked like a tater.

Cool with the world, I never bring drama
But this is a rap battle so call up your mama.
Tell her that Tanc is the new sheriff in town
and he wants back his boxers, oh man how I clown!
I hope that you know I'm just messing around,
trying things on, like your little gold crown.

So bow to the king before you get served,
I'm typing this sober, just wait till I'm perved. 8)

[RU Joe]

Ye who covet my crown are going down
With rogues like you I don't fool around
because I am the King and wear the crown
and don't call it 'little', 'cause it makes me frown

Expert- rap - a - docious, now don't you even try to joke us
so far you have made a few that very nearly choked us
You gotta give it time and let it bloom just like a Crocus
your rhymes could get as good as mine if you just keep your focus
{Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious}

I AM THE KING
with rhymes that Ch - ching
so loud your ears ring
more militant than police in Beijing
You would do well to remember this thing

[Demon-Mask]

Who ever said poetry should rhyme
your need to rhyme is ill-concieved
simplistic
childish
and dull
for rhyme is the poetry
meant for the young

so listen up you self proclaimed king
you are no more than a nave at best
so step down from your ill gotten throne
for a new king shall reign from this day on
who is this king, you ask
It sure as hell isn't you, for 'tis I
who shall sit upon the throne
and rule over whatever
you believe is your domain

[tanc24]

Good one Mask! Everyone seems to have been writing this as a rap battle, but you wrote a good poem.

I am hoping to see more submissions from TMT and Dojah. They both came strong in their first attempts but haven't written anything since. Step it up, fellas!

````````````````````````````
Now let's take a moment and get back on topic,
If you think you can see me, your vision's myopic
What's happening Joe, or should I call you Grotowski
You think you are BIG, but you're just a LEBOWSKI.
I'm over you, DUDE, drink a white russian
smoke some more ganja, feel my percussion

Just like a sniper, my bullets are deadly
I'm hitting you hard with my lyrical medley
This fight was a knockout, there's no other conclusion
Score one for Tanc and ice your contusion. :beat-up:

[Demon-Mask]

Now let's take a moment and get back on topic,
If you think you can see me, your vision's myopic
What's happening Joe, or should I call you Grotowski
You think you are BIG, but you're just a LEBOWSKI.
I'm over you, DUDE, drink a white russian
smoke some more ganja, feel my percussion

Just like a sniper, my bullets are deadly
I'm hitting you hard with my lyrical medley
This fight was a knockout, there's no other conclusion
Score one for Tanc and ice your contusion. :beat-up:
That one, especially the last verse, reminds me of Ice Ice Baby.
It fits the tune at the very least.

[marxxx]

Well i suppose i could jump back in the fray....


ok, its been a minute but im right back in it
and i know ur gonna feel it from the very first sentence
all u haters i dont get it, please dont hate me cuz im winnin
and my style aint reinvented and my lyrics never finish.

even when im 6 feet under in above you,
save the embarrassment, find a corner to run to,
cuz im runnin the game, which means i run you,
so treat me with the proper respect when i come through.

yeah, its marxxx baby and im back again,
straight corrosive flow, tell em bring the acid in,
you thought u won jozman? take a look at the stats again,
and before u ask for a challenge, u better get yo practice in.

oh yeah. it's on. lolz

[tanc24]

That one, especially the last verse, reminds me of Ice Ice Baby.
It fits the tune at the very least.

+1 Demon! No poem in the world could kick me in the nuts quite as hard as that comment! :-X

[joz]

I see that after that little comment about some freash meat got the party started. I must have hit a nerve, good thing cause I wanted to get this thread up and running.

You're right Tanc. This has been turned into a "rap" battle instead of a poetry battle. Let me bust out with something new then.




The world is a ball of mud and we're all fighting over a piece of dirt.
History is prone to repeat itself over and over and over again.
Driven on a road the shape of an infinate eight, our past will soon become their future...and their future will one day be the past.
On this road there are no traffic lights. No stops. No yields.
Only the painful reminder that we are simply human, and nothing more.

[RU Joe]

Here I sit happy hearted
Voting on this contest started

Seek ye out the voting thread
or post your challenge here instead.

[Demon-Mask]

A challenge you say?
I'd compete
But I'm on a level all my own
A gentleman
amongst pigs
Keep competing like a child
while I crush you with the force of a man
I am not here to play a game
but to rule with
the deadly grace of a gentleman

[TrakMastaTom]

Well who's this here? Let me make it clear
It's TMT the greatest rhymer in the whole hemisphere
And I bring a sucker fear, you can't manage the might
Got you scared like the dark, leave on the hallway light
Apalling yall? I might, hit the playground running
The flow, oh no, when I'm done I'm stunning
Everyone in my path I'm gonna frolick and laugh
Unapologetic rapid rhymes better grab a life raft
And give me the mic back, damage is done
I walk among the sky like Anakin, son
So I'm gon' call it quits after just this little bit
Only people that aren't blown away are illiterate

[RU Joe]

Here's a slightly different entry, let's see if you guys know what I'm talking about here:

There's a commotion in the Ocean
where they've made an evil potion
while the World trembles in fear
will we ever get it clear?

It has to do with profit
that's why they didn't stop it
Used dispersant, made it worse
now it really is a curse

It ate the ships they sprayed it on
now 128 workers are gone
by breathing in the toxic fumes
sadly it has sealed their doom

Clean up ships they were denied
access to the Oceanside
they could have cleaned it spic and span
now it looks like no one can

Oil on water it will float
easily scooped by a cleaner boat
the dispersant put us in a fix
it caused the water and oil to mix

And they'll use this to hit the masses
with their evil Carbon Taxes
'Let no good crisis go to waste'
is how they speak of things this base

Which brings us to the heart of this matter:
they knew it was cracked and allowed this clatter
to further advance their Globalist plans
that's why for 2 months they sat on their hands

[DrunkN]

So many have come, all testing their luck
It would seem that that, they need a good rest-

-Because they've been dried up, needing some more
It'd seem like they've all become old used up bottles-

-Of soap, so very drained and have quit
Only to remind you of pieces of worms-

-Digging through round, brown rocks
Surely they seem like fidgeting weasels-

-Not unlike the rhymers, who seem so very slick
But if you ask me, I'd say they're each a huge cow.

[RU Joe]

Moo.

http://futilitymonster.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/shambo.jpg

[pieman124]

I hope this doesn't make you sad,
or even a little mad.

But you think you are so cool,
when really, you look like a fool.

You think you are tough,
But you aren't even buff.

You can be big like a truck,
Or a small little duck.

Your just like a kite,
You can't put up a fight.

I thought this was fun,
But you might want to run.

I hope you liked my ryhme,
because I have used my time.

[tanc24]

Well who's this here? Let me make it clear
It's TMT the greatest rhymer in the whole hemisphere
And I bring a sucker fear, you can't manage the might
Got you scared like the dark, leave on the hallway light
Apalling yall? I might, hit the playground running
The flow, oh no, when I'm done I'm stunning
Everyone in my path I'm gonna frolick and laugh
Unapologetic rapid rhymes better grab a life raft
And give me the mic back, damage is done
I walk among the sky like Anakin, son
So I'm gon' call it quits after just this little bit
Only people that aren't blown away are illiterate

Yeaaaah, boy! Track Masta is back!
Call me a racist, but are you sure you ain’t black?

I'm digging the rhymes man, and your Wu-tang spread,
but I'm old dirty bastard, back from the dead.
So all you haters and punks, looking for trouble
You wanna see me? You’d better use Hubble
'cause I'm light years ahead of all of you suckas
Spanning the globe like eighteen-wheel truckers

This ain’t grammar school fellas, your poems are geeky
I’m a modern day Shakespeare, my rhythm is freaky
You know that you’re bobbin’ your head to my sound,
you look like Paris Hilton about to go down. :-X

So sit back and relax, I’m a professional surgeon
Slicing you up with one final version
of lyrical genius, now call me the GZA,
if you can’t understand then you don’t know the RZA
Liquid Swords is a clue, you weak minded babies
Go dig up some Wu-Tang, it’ll bite you like rabies! 8)

Warning - Extremely Strong language
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=000HFOQAToc

[pinoycelt]

I'm not posting this as part of a "battle" but still poetry nonetheless

(From my writing.com account titled, Inseparable (http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/2012073-Inseparable))

I lie here with you
Surrounded by brown broken leaves
In strange times like these
Throughout it all
Our love never grows cold
Seasons change and strength may fade
But what and who keeps us together remains unchanged
And unchained like a melody
A symphony of hearts, yet tied together
Like a threefold cord, not easily untethered
Regardless of weather, the apple of my eye as beautiful as ever
Even as the sun disappears
And the black of night takes over
The light in our eyes as they meet
Shows the fire burning in our souls
And even as the evergreens turn white with snow
And winter comes, we still know
No matter what may come or how great a wind blows
That no one, not life nor death, not any being
Can keep us from someday running
Through Heaven’s fields, where time can no longer steal
These precious moments away from us
Because we know our fate is sealed
In the One who gave us our lives and joins us
As one and inseparable

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