Cube

Get out of my place

Said the edge to the face 

Your place? Since when?

Asked the face to the edge

Since I claimed it's mine

Leave and we'll both be just fine

Defeated the face left for good

To meet its aunt who lived in the woods

Where does it leave the edge?

Pride made him forget he was just a wedge

Now that the faces are all gone

Edges are wiped out of existence

When the world comes to its demise

Enters a man healthy, wealthy, and wise

This leads to the rise of vertex

Simultaneously the world went lax

The eternal, ultimate knowledge

The vertex gives the face and the edge

You are from me, I am from you

Together, let's make a perfect little cube.