Edgar, Allan, and Poe were at their weekly green session.
Edgar spoke up.
“Bros…let’s play the What Am I Talking About Game, yes?”
His friends simply nodded in agreement. Edgar continued.
“So…I see an old Church, that has many minarets and..”
Poe thwarted Allan.
“Bro..it’s the damn clock.”
“Whoa…! It is almost as if you read my mind, bro.”
“Man, the clock is right there…”
Allan sat up.
“Now me! I see…a cross, and towers..”
Allan and Poe contemplated momentarily, and shrugged
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