The dungeon kept on high regard,
for in it's heart the binding card.
Naught the power of strength alone,
but mind instead to reach this clone.
Kept secret this strength
and in the same
kept safe.
No power to hold this mighty gift,
the card in hiding with naught a minds drift.
No clue why, but I felt like writing a poem.
Speaking of blinding cards, if Decipher were still making the lotr cards, they
should could make a card w/ L.E.D. lighting and rechargeable battery!
