I am a three sided object
I turn on and off my subjects
My two invisible sides are so fake
Like a turtle dove's christmas cake
I am a simple but complex object
I marvel all men when I project
And desire to be seen like a link
Just to disallow my purpose sink
I am a very good object
Never wishing to have me eject
If I project my humbled object
View it not like a crumbled subject.
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