Konami Poem by Pierre Rausch

Steered for the edge
Like ships, as they are
Steeered for turtles,
Like ships, as they are
They perceived something floating
With the stupid majesty which befits white creatures
They perceived something floating
Which attracted the attention
They perceived something floating
Cygnes understands
That false splendor is being
The sage lives content
They perceived something floating
The shout which proceeds, had the pistol in it's hand
They perceived something floating
Which attracted the attention
Steered for the edge