Ambition a constant hunger

I advise you -

Beware the quiet genius

Cunning, unnervingly discerning

Don’t underestimate me

You see me sit in silence

All eyes ignore me too

You think this means it’s fine to avoid me

But this means I'm watching you

I watch and listen

Storing up resources

Ready for action

To pick precise words

To make a move just so

And topple a kingdom

I’ll sliver silently to victory

Trailing silver and emerald green

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