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Once upon a January, while I pondered, lost in theory,
Over such a quaint and curious volume of speedruns galore— While I watched it, wowed and clapping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my mind's back door. “’Tis some silly thought,” I muttered, “tapping at my mental door— Only this and nothing more.” I distinctly identify it was in the past last July; And each separate cashless ember wrought upon my wallet's floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my next paycheck tomorrow—yarrow for doctors and more— For the rare and splendent fellows whose great works I do adore- who GDQ raises for. Suddenly this thought beguiling my fingers to budget filing, By the pure and wholesome nature of the cause by which it swore, “Though thy goal be true and moral, thou,” I said, “art sure no squirrel, surely you won't send me to a foul financial state of yore- Tell me what you wish and I shall do it as I've done before!” Quoth the notion “donate more.” |
| Run | Name | Amount |
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| Tetris: The Grand Master GM Race | Secret Grade Showcase | $5.00 |